My first majorly embarrassing episode in my car.

I'm coming home from the Library today. I'm taking a side road and I see a jogger, at the exact same time my cell phone rings....my cell phone never rings.....so my eyes go directly from the jogger to the cell phone which I reach for and flip open to see who it is. This eye to hand transaction takes about 2 seconds. The next thing I know, I'm in some one's yard. Not a lot in the yard, just a little, but enough to make it embarrassing. I speed the rest of the way home hoping the no one I know saw me......I am still so embarrassed.

The worst part about it is.....I drive a '73 Dodge Dart Swinger....there's no mistaking who's car that is.

Sucks to be me.