a new, and very well-written thus far, blog:
Finally, it hit me.
Specifically, a 1990 Buick Century. I was thrown onto the hood, hit the windshield, bounced off the asphalt, and ended up on my back in the middle of the street. In the end, I walked away with little more than some light internal bleeding and the knowledge that I was one tough motherfucker.
Now, donâ€™t get me wrong. Getting hit by a car is no picnic, but it doesnâ€™t make you the worldâ€™s toughest programmer. For one thing, you have to learn how to program, but weâ€™ll get to that. You also have to be genuinely tough and not just, say, lucky. Weâ€™ll get to that too.