When I brought our car into the garage to get fixed, I didn't have a ride back to the radio station, so I decided to walk back. Now, I may be making this a little too dramatic, but this is me we're talking about. I don't walk.

Those five minutes might as well have been five years. The last time I walked like this was at the Feast of the Blessed Sacrament this past weekend, but at least there was cacoila, bifana, and beer to distract me. I barely made it back alive.

I decided to document this horrific experience on video. Check it out below.