the other day my mom called me afterschool and was like,"I'm coming to get you, but you won't recognize the car when I pull up." So, my friends and I thought she got a new car...maybe for me. We all go over to watch for her to come, just to see her pull up. Well, she didn't get a new car at all. A rock fell on her windshield and cracked it. It was such a let down.