Day 2

**Blog - Day 2: Stranded without My Beloved Escape**

Greetings fellow readers,

Day two without my trusty blue Ford Escape, and I must say, it's been quite the ordeal. As I mentioned yesterday, the German devil car (the blue BMW) rudely decided to rear-end my Escape, leaving it in a sorry state. Now, my poor Escape is languishing in the repair shop, and I can't help but feel anxious about its well-being.

The repair shop, which is run by the one-eyed, one-armed, one-legged shop owner, Dreaded Pirate Dan, doesn't exactly inspire confidence in me. I'm not sure if it's the eye patch, the hook for an arm, or the peg leg, but there's something unsettling about him. I can't help but envision my beloved Escape being subjected to some sort of pirate ship repairs.

But let's not dwell on that unsettling thought. Instead, let me digress for a moment and share a thrilling tale from my gaming adventures. World of Tanks, my absolute passion, brought forth an epic match recently. I was in my trusty Tiger tank, and the battle was reaching its climax. With only one enemy tank left, I saw an opportunity. I took a daring leap, ramping my Tiger tank over a quaint little cottage, catching the last foe mid-air with a perfect shot, securing victory for my team. It was a moment of sheer exhilaration!

Ah, but I apologize for that tangent; my passion for World of Tanks sometimes takes over. Now, let's return to the predicament at hand. Being without my Escape has left me in quite a conundrum. Public transportation is not the most convenient option, and I'm not too keen on entrusting Pirate Dan with anything valuable, let alone my Escape.

At work, there's this extremely tall co-worker named Jared. He's a gentle giant, really, and he drives a spacious vehicle that can easily accommodate passengers. I secretly hope that Jared might consider offering a helping hand in driving me to and from work. The repair shop isn't too far away from my office, but for Jared, it's about a 40-mile detour. Fingers crossed that his kind nature will prevail, and he'll come to my rescue.

Until then, I'll continue to count the hours until my beloved Escape is returned to me. I'll remain patient, but I admit, my trust issues with Pirate Dan and his questionable repair shop persist. I can only hope for the best and that my Escape will soon be back on the road, cruising along the highways and byways once again.

That's it for today's blog update. I appreciate your patience as I meandered off-topic a bit. Stay tuned for the next entry, where I hope to share some better news about my Escape and perhaps another exhilarating World of Tanks victory.

Until then, happy tanking and safe travels!

Will Jeffers,

Process Engineer and (possibly) Number 1 World of Tanks Player