A traffic jam.

One day in summer my parents and I were driving back home from our dacha.
We had a great time at the weekend: I was sunbathing and swimming in the swimming pool, Mum enjoyed gardening, Dad was reparing the roof.
Suddenly our car stopped because of the traffic jam ahead of us. We could see angly drivers in all the cars - everybody was in a hurry.
"How long shall we have to wait?"- Mum asked. She looked worried. Dad said that he had no idea of how long we would have to wait. "I guess there is a car crash somewhere ahead of us,"- he replied.
After 30 minutes of waiting we stated to drive slowly. Then suddenly we saw two cars. One car was broken and we could see an angry man shouting at the woman. The woman was crying "What is the board, where is the cord?". She seemed to be absolutly ignorant in anything related to cars and looked fluffy.
The man relized that it was useless to shout at her and he had to repair the woman's car himself!