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The dangers of living in Mennonite Country

Here's the scene after my sister's car was hit by a Mennonite buggy. Shannon says she was driving her Honda on the highway, came around the corner doing about 60km/h, and saw trouble ahead: a runaway horse and buggy tearing down the road without a driver. She stopped. The horse didn't. The horse crossed in front of her car, grazed the passenger side, and the buggy, down to just three wheels by that time, collided with the vehicle.

The horse continued trotting down the road before collapsing, exhausted, in the ditch. Apparently the farmer's son was unbridling the horse in the barn when something spooked the beast and it took off.

Shannon called 911. Of course they can't charge the horse. Or the farmer. The cop asked for the farmer's "Mennonite Brotherhood insurance card," and he said he had none. No insurance on the farm, either. She figures the body work will cost at least $1500. The Honda's bumper is cracked underneath and there's some scratching and denting elsewhere. She's going to let her insurance company handle the rest.

Yes, that is a stray boot in the picture. Yes, Shannon is okay. I hear the horse is alright, too.

Lucky for everybody this wasn't their new car, a zoom-zoom Mazda 3 Sedan.

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  1. They taught us all about this journalism school.
    car hits horse: not a story.
    Horse hits car: story.

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