He was in a derby and to be quite honest with you, it was a CRAPPY derby...13 cars TOTAL. In the Tom's class, there were only two cars. He knew the other guy pretty well and the promoters of the event weren't going to let either of them run because they were over-built. Tom and the other guy talked the promoters into letting them run because I the audience came to see a show. They lined up across from each other and hit head on....click on the picture, you can see Tom's head (In the black car) jerk forward (hitting the steering wheel) and the other guys head jerk backwords..Tom waved his hands and jumped out of the car. The promoter called for the EMT...
It didn't take the EMT long to realize his nose was broken, so off to the ambulance they went. I kid you not, Tom said "If you want a picture you better take one quick"....aww honey, you know me too well...let me document your pain...
After 8 stitches (3 on the inside of his nose, 5 on the outside) a CAT scan and FOUR hours in the Austin ER, we headed home with his not-so-smashed-up car and his five foot tall 2nd place trophey (remember, there were only two guys?). What's even worse...the other guy said his car was done, so, had Tom not gotten hurt, he would have had first..
He "slept" sitting up on the couch for the next two nights (I put "slept" in quotes because I don't think he slept much) Luckily his eyes didn't bruise too much, they did swell pretty close to shut for a day or so...here he is on one of his better days....JPG)
Molly and Elsa were at his folks when we went over there because he couldn't "stand to be in the house for another minute"....Molly was giving him lots of hugs...
and kisses...he would set her down and she come back over for another hug and kiss...and another hug and kiss because hugs and kisses "help you feel better"... 
Another "good" day..
And here he is (almost) a year later with our niece Chelsea. You can just barely see his scars.
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