I am driving
, a girl in a new red BMW convertable hits my car. We get out and exchange the requisite information
and she complains that this isn't even the car she wanted her parents to buy her
I come to an uncertain consciousness. I am in some sort of courthouse, I don't know how long I've been unconscious. There is a woman with me, a lawyer I think. She is explaining to me why I can't remember anything. She says that the cost of her assistance is half a day of consciousness and seventy-one hours of tears.
I wake up sobbing.