We have an old white Monte Carlo that isn't running, and my boyfriend is having it scrapped today. There is no motor in it, so he had to push it into the driveway from the garage and instead of waiting on his cousin (who owns the tow/scrap service) to come help he asked me. He did not tell me that I was going to have to use all of my strength to turn this damn steering wheel and that if I didn't practically stand in the brake, it wouldn't stop. He pushed the car right into the house because I wasn't able to brake. Luckily there's no damage, just a little dent on the outside of the house, nothing wrong on the inside. He's laughing though like it's funny, and I'm trying to, but the pregnancy hormones have me in the bathroom crying and I can't stop 😭 I feel so stupid. I was in an accident back in November that totaled my car, and I've only driven three times since then so this really just makes me even more scared to drive all over again