| Actually, I did try something like that with LPs once. On my
way back to school in the fall, I had a couple of orange crates
of LPs. (Well, one might have been a broccoli crate, I don't
remember for sure.)
I was travelling the posted limit (55MPH) and somebody on their
way to bet on some horses made a left turn nearly directly in front
of me. My foot had enough time to reach the brake, but not much
else. Both crates went through the windshield, onto the hood, and
all over the road.
Every LP was fine. What's more, I didn't have to purchase any
"jewel boxes", a scratched and bent cardboard jacket still works fine.
Oh, I had a bruised head and a very sore chest and a right leg that
hurt like the dickens, but otherwise OK. Somebody finally talked
me into going to a hospital a few hours later, and everything still
seems to work. The couple in the other car were also generally OK,
though they were smarter and hobbled to an ambulance and went for
an immediate check up.
Hey, I had to pick up my albums. Priorities, right? (No kidding,
your mind can get a wee bit scrambled, and you forget the most simple
things, like your phone number, and you do the most stupid things,
like swear at a 6'10" somebody gawking at your very beat up wreck
and gleefully hoping the "turkey did himself in", and suddenly,
your albums seem more important than your head. Strange. I did
help the couple in the Caddy first, though, *then* I picked up
the albums.)
-mr. bill
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