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TIFU I by throwing a snowball at my own car

This morning, I was across the street joking around and chatting up with my neighbor. We got a lot of snow in our area last week that is starting to melt as the temperature has finally gone well above freezing. So, the snow packs exceptionally well and creates a pretty solid, but still soft snow ball that you can get some pretty good distance and velocity on.

As we were standing there talking about thing such as the nfl games on yesterday, the local news, the Roman Empire, you know, just guy stuff. I was per usual being add and just kind of playing around with the snow on his driveway while we communicated, packed up a nice little small snowball while talking and said “you owe me $10 if I can hit my windshield” to which he quickly obliged as my car was parked backwards in my driveway directly across from us and served as a perfect target. My fiancé was, lucky for her, not outside. Or she would’ve been my first target.

So, I hucked it across the street (I’d say about 125 feet as it felt like the distance between 3 rd and 1 st base). And hit it square center of the windshield and was laughing away. I played collegiate baseball and can still wing it, but this was just kind of a lob toss and was a pretty light snowball so I didn’t think it would hurt much.

A few moments later, as the snow slowly slipped down the windshield, I noticed what was a new glimmer on the windshield from the direct sunlight. I immediately thought “No fucking way did I crack it”.

As we walked over there, it was apparent that I did, in fact, put a 10” crack right in the center of the windshield that has now spider webbed even further. The only thing my neighbor said, before walking back to his home was “well, I’ll bring you that $10 later, looks like you’re going to need it for that windshield, my friend”.

I’m not sure how difficult it will be to replace, as it may not be a common windshield sitting around at a local shop, and I’m sure it will continue to get worse. With the angle that it is at, it creates a glimmer whenever I’m driving in direct sunlight that is similar to the light you get from refraction when you use a magnifying glass to burn ants, and it is currently doing that to my eyes.

Lesson of the story is, sometimes it’s fun to let those intrusive childhood thoughts win over. But, hucking a snowball at your own vehicle is not one of those times.

Next time, I’ll use my adept snowball throwing skills for good. Like sniping my neighbor Jan’s stupid Pomeranian Tiffany who won’t stop barking outside at 4am, or maybe hunting down the neighborhood bullies who keep leaving juice boxes in my mailbox.

TLDR: threw a snowball at my car from 125 feet away, hit the windshield direct center, and created a large crack in my windshield (pictured above).

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