Today started like any other. Woke up, scratched myself, got ready for work. had some ice on the car, so I scrapped it off... until my ice scrapper snapped in half. Joy. On my way to work, I hit some black ice during a turn. The road is a 4 lane highway, two going north, two south with a guard rail inbetween with a nice frozen snow bank encasing the rail. I slide into the rail/snow/ice, bounce off that hard and start spinning. I hit normal road just long enough to realize I'm going to go off road into more snow/ice and there's a large boulder coming RIGHT at me. I turn hard, praying to every diety I can think of that my car will respond. At the last second, my car turns HARD to the left, the wheels on the right side climb the rock and in doing so, roll my car over. SO, there I sit, upside down on the side of the road at 6 AM in the morning. After doing a self check that I was A) physically ok and B) did not shit myself, I spend about 5 minutes safely lowering myself out of the seat and onto the ceiling of my car which is now covered in glass from my sun roof. you'd be AMAZED how difficult it is to unbuckle a seatbelt upside down. I spent the next 10 minutes trying to kick out a window since both front doors were about 4 inches deep in ice and snow. It was about this time someone knocked on the door asking if I was ok. I was and he easily opened the rear passenger door. I kicked the driver side seat back and I crawled out... in a sweat shirt and jeans... in 10 degree mountain coldness. It wasn't long before the police showed up and closed off one lane. While they do this, I'm freezing as they ask me what happened. My wallet and phone are still in the car at this point, so they have to ask me everything since they wouldn't let me crawl in to get my stuff. Smart since who knew if the roof would continue to hold up the weight of the car. An hour later the tow trucks come. I'm still freezing, literally turning blue and NONE of the cops would let me sit in their nice, warm, cars... jerks. Tow trucks come, close off the SECOND lane and it takes them about 30 minutes to roll my car upright and onto the flatbed to haul off to parts unknown... but not before I grab my cellphone and wallet. The cops leave me there as does the tow truck after giving me their card. I'm now stranded on the side of the road! I call my house, my dad picks me up... 40 minutes later and I'm feeling like I'm frost bitten. We get to the place where my car was taken, I'm finally thawed and I see how bad the damage is. The sunroof is shattered, the windshield I JUST had replaced is cracked to hell, the roof is slightly dented near the windshield, fenders, hood, and front doors are dented to hell and the mirrors are hanging on by their innards. We empty my car out of anything of any value and we have my uncle tow the car back to his shop. I think the car is totalled, but he says he might be able to fix it. Now, mind you, this is less than a MONTH after getting the passenger side of my car smashed up by a deer and less that 3 days after getting the windshield replaced thanks to loose gravel and 2 days after getting new snow tires put on >_< Oh yeah, and I still went to work after all this. How's that for dedication?