Yeah. So, lesson learned upfront is this: when your super awesome roommate lends you her car, make sure- absolutely postively 100% sure- that the lights are turned off before you get out of the car. Even if that switchy thing is just kind of bumped in the direction of 'on', the battery may and probably will die by the time you get back to her car and decide it needs to be started.
Because then it won't start.
And it's way, way, way early in the morning (or way late, whatever, depends on your perspective) and then you'll have to phone your roommate and wake her up, and drag her out of bed, in the -14 weather, to hang out with you while you wait for AMA to show up and boost her car.
Which then won't start.
So you get in the tow truck with the overly chatty and somewhat manic tow truck driver and haul that car home at intense top speed.
You hear the words you've been dreading, but didn't know it-
"Sure, I can parallel park your car. You'd be amazed at what I can do with this truck." Crunchy scraping sound of your roommate's car hiting the subaru owned by your neighbours.
All in all, an adventurous way to top off a great weekend, that's for sure. And even now, just a handful of hours later- it's pretty damn funny.
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