I’m waiting for the light to change at Huebner and 10, just at the leading edge of rush hour. I was going to a friend’s house to pick up my Rock Band drum set, as I had loaned it to him (much to the chagrin of his wife) while my 360 was out getting fixed. Anyways, I’m sitting at the light listening to music and BAM I get love-tapped from behind.

I check my rear-view mirror, and the other guy looks more upset than I am. We both turn on our blinkers and get out of our vehicles. According to the driver, his brakes went out. I don’t argue the point, but take a quick look and the Reliant looks okay. I feel fine, so I get the guy’s name and number, write down his license plate, and tell him that he’ll be hearing from me if something ends up being wrong with the car (I’m pretty sure I’ll be fine).

Funny thing is, this is the second time this has happened at the same intersection, though not at the same exact spot. Oh, well.