Mason the destroyer

I destroyed one of my cars today. It was quite on purpose, but also unintentional. This particular car would fall apart a lot and Daddy kept fixing it. I was aware that it could come apart so I would start to pull it apart just to have Daddy fix it. But then Daddy fixed it too well this time and when I tried to take it apart I broke it. “Broke” might be a mild way of putting it. I destroyed it, snapping it in half. Sadly Daddy could not fix it this time.