We're back. We're back. It's distraction. I'm Drew. That's what are you doing Roth? I'm good, man. I'm good. How are you? I'm doing good. I have an incredible story of triumph to tell you about. But first, let's bring in our old friend Justin Halper. He's got to do a world series here again with us. So hi, Justin.

Hey, Justin. What's happening, guys? Thanks for having me.

Do you like to, do you want to hear an incredible story of triumph? I would love to hear what. Okay. All right. Here's the deal. This is, uh, in the spruce. My son, uh, my son is 15. He doesn't have a license yet, but he has his, uh, he has his permit. He drives to the soccer game.

I'm like,

you know, I'm in the passenger seat, you know, coaching and being like, now watch out here,

you know, all that shit. He goes, he plays a soccer game, and then we're driving home out of the

complex. It's like 6 o'clock. He's driving on the way back. He enters a rotary,

as to call it a rotary, and he has to go straight through the rotary.

While he's going through the rotary, some cowboy from the right comes just barreling in without yielding it all.

And my son runs into him.

Like the front right bumper mashes into this dude's side of the car. And so I get out and I'm like, the fuck you doing, asshole. It's one, it's a one lane rotary. And he's like, no, fuck you, man, it's two. And the guy's wife who's in the passenger seat is clearly pissed at the husband. And she's like, she's like, it's okay. We'll just trade your insurance information. The people behind us,

they get out and they're like, we saw that guy go in. We'll wait for you to get a police report or whatever and we'll say that it was his fault. But I don't get the police report because I don't want to deal with, I don't have to wait. I just want to go home and eat dinner, right? So I say, no, let me get your number and whatever.

I'll put in with the insurance company.

So I put in the claim with the insurance company, but it's like, my son's 15. He's not even, like, technically insured. They don't, like, they don't insure you in your name until you have a driver's license. You are driving basically as your parent. Whatever. I'm still like, fuck, you know, he's 15.

He's in a car accident before he's even got enough fucking license.

Like, Jesus Christ.

And I was like, and I started fuck with my brain like, oh, was he at fault?

Was it a two lane rotary?

It was not a two lane rotary.

So anyway, we submit all the shit to the insurance.

And the insurance is like, well, you don't have a police report.

So we don't know if we can get it back or we can get your deductible back.

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