I live in the midwest and it's super snowy and slippery out today. I took my husband's pride and joy (his car) to get beer and hit a pole after sliding for a few seconds. I was shocked to see how badly I messed up the front of the car because I wasn't going fast at all like maybe 5 mph when it happened. So I told him what happened and showed him he had to leave to go help his dad. I began blowing his phone up apologizing and feeling terrible when he replied with this. It reminds me why I married him. My ex would have torn me a new one if I had done this to his car!