Bound to happen.

Windy got winged.

Part of the problem with left-hand roads is right-hand drive.  I mentioned before that it felt like the left side of the car was just “hanging out there,” and I’m still not used to it. 

Well, I got winged.  Heading down Willow st. at about 4km/h, someone opened their car door and just nicked my passenger-side mirror.  You can see where it hit too – just by a centimeter.

Normally, when that mirror gets hit, it folds in.  But I must have hit it just right – I cracked the mirror without it folding in.  I didn’t think that was possible.

Because I was going so slow, there was no damage to the other car.  Did freak me out a bit.

And I’m not going to get better without practice, so I’m going to try to head to the Warehouse to see if they have khaki pants I can wear to work.