Divine Intervention

Sometimes people get what they deserve. Yesterday I was driving north into Calgary from my school (which is about 15 minutes south of the city) and I happened across one of these:

Except that it was in 2 pieces with its left wheel bent out at an odd angle like a badly broken foot. The driver was on his cell phone, probably to his trophy wife, and there were no other cars in sight, nor did the ferrari strike anything. The likely problem? That's what you get for being a prick and driving your car too fast.

In other news, I'm blogging again. I sort of miss it.