The bad: My brakes failed on the 405 freeway at 35 miles per hour.
The ugly: I have an extremely bruised rib cage and can't take a deep breath. My car is totaled and my chest looks like it has been used as a punching bag.
Otherwise I'm ok and the person I ran into is ok as well. I'm so thankful. I just had my master brake cylinder replaced about 5 weeks ago and it completely failed. I actually had enough time before hitting the car in front of me to pull up on the emergency brake put the car in park and turn the car off. Yikes.
I'm on drugs and feeling a little pain. Just what I wanted to do with my Thursday. Spend half of it on the side of the 405 and the other half in the ER.
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