Oh, The Irony

A few years ago, my family and I were on our way home from a movie. We were waiting to turn at a red light when this guy rammed the back of our car. Luckily, it was just a minor accident and our car only suffered a dent in its bumper. When the guy hit us though, we lurched forward. We were objects at rest before that, but then an external force, the guy's car, acted upon us, causing us to fly forward. The guy's car, on the other hand, was an object in motion, and it stayed in motion until we, his external force, acted upon him. The reason I have a picture of soup here, is because the guy in the other car had chowder (sorry about the inaccuracy of the photo, but I didn't have chowder) and the reason he hit us was because he really didn't want it to spill so he was watching it very closely, too closely and not paying attention to anything else. So when he hit us and I turned around to see who was behind us, all I saw was this window full of splattered white stuff. The chowder- hey! another object at rest!- had spilled all over when that guy rapped our car. GOOD GREIF!