I am fine and my car is fine.
Tonight a pickup truck, who’d already been driving aggressively toward the jeep beside me, pulled into the turn lane behind me and failed to brake effectively.
Because the road was wet from a quick downpour.
So I look in the rear mirror and see him swinging in to eat beside me at an angle. Like I/ where I am the I and he is the / (but he was more midway back than typing here supports).