So yeah. Last night I was loading up my car on my way to Orlando. Well I put things on the roof of my car when I'm loading it up. I forgot my digital camera up there. Well I remember hearing some hit the roof of my car and thinking maybe it was something out of the trees. Well come to find out it wasn't. I went back right to the spot I remember hearing it at and there was my camera in the road. When I heard the noise it was at around 8 PM. I found the camera at 5:45 AM this morning. My memory card is fine, so I still have all the pictures, but the camera is FUCKED. Well here's my excuse to get a new one now. I'm still bummed. I went to Orlando and back and went home to sleep. I remembered it this morning when my mom needed it for the Daytona 500.