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It's been quite some time, and things have been busy. Between getting my back broken, physical therapy, getting back on my feet and back in the fleet, small bits of time to work on the car. I had a 130k mile car with a freshly rebuilt and VERY pretty KA24DE prepped for adding an "R" at the end of that engine code. Slowly gathering parts to make her the sleepiest of sleepers.
And then Fate steps in and decides to kick me in the balls.
Blissfully sitting at a stop sign early one sunday morning, headed to work. A young kid (20) comes bombing along from the left, admittedly doing a "little" over the 45 mph speed limit, not paying attention, and takes me out.
Look at the cross street I was sitting at and look where I ended up. I'm going to hazard a guess he was VASTLY exceeding the speed limit and not paying attention until the last second.
He was only hurt by his airbag going off. I think I might have blacked out for a split second because I hit my head pretty hard on the window and door. After hours of reports, info exchange, tow trucks, calls to work to explain to the duty officer why he has to wake up the skipper at 0645 on a Sunday, I get to the boat to resume my duties. The duty officer immediately turned me around and had me driven to the ER to get my cats scanned. My normally boisterous, verbose, and quick witted self was speaking and acting like I was *ahem* brain damaged.
Concussion, whiplash, various accident related injuries. After I was sitting for a few minutes, no longer in the "GOGOGO" status, I really started to feel it, could hear my words slurring, see my writing look like a 1st grader (as opposed to the normal 4th grade penmanship I have), and the entire world was in a mid to heavy sea state.
I've been recuperating for awhile now, still not 100% but I'm mostly functional and home, waiting for my brain to go back to it's normal supercharged self. Just as a non-egotistical statement, I've always been a really smart guy. A "go into a test, figure it out and ace it" kind of guy. Not being able to think as quickly, or being stumped by something that used to be no obstacle at all is very frustrating. But the doctors tell me it is temporary and I'll be back to myself in a few weeks to a month.

This is a self-shot directly after my hospital visit. I was told I looked handicapped and confused. They were right.

This is all that's left. I will blame manly tears and sniffling on head trauma.
She is totalled, even the frame rails are rippled. The front end is completely demolished. I am trying to salvage as many parts as I can without making it LOOK like I salvaged parts, as the adjuster was very specific about that. Any suggestions on what to take?
I will be getting another HB as soon as I can find one. This story and thread is not over.
Best of luck to you all, thank you all for your support over the years, and thank you all who got me started in here in the first place. You have been an incredible bunch of people. Much love.