Medders Nation

Well it seems the time in the year has come where people are out hunting mailboxes. We had a nice snow fall over night and while on my way to work I found three mailboxes I wanted to kill and claim as mine. My truck hit a slight bump and shot me off like a sniper's bullet heading dead on for the mailboxes. All I could do was hold on and enjoy the ride... Boom! It was over almost as soon as it started, although it felt like an eternity as I watched the mailboxes fall one by one. My brother in-law, Tim came to the rescue and after an hour I was out. My truck is drivable, but it is not something that should be on the road full time, and is going to have to get fixed. I tried to take it to the shop a few minutes ago, but the tires just can't get a grip and I only made it a few feet out of the driveway before crawling back. 

The damage looks very similar to the last time my truck decided to slam into something less forgiving than air (see below). This is from an accident in San Antonio, TX a few years ago that totalled $5,500 in damage.