Definition: In this task, you are given a Reddit post as a text. Your task is to generate a title for this text. The title should start with "TIFU by", followed by a situation that caused humor. The title should contain 7-12 words, ideally.
Input: Text: i totalled my car recently, and as a result, i'm paranoid whenever i drive.  part of it is that i just crashed, and part of it is the new car is brand new.  because we had some freezing rain, i cancelled some plans with friends and is going to reschedule a work meeting because i'm afraid of icy roads.

since it's a long weekend, i figured i should put the car in the garage instead of the driveway.  paranoia says that the extra ice weight will cause the tree branches to break and hit the car.

the car itself is encased in ice from the rain and freezing temperatures.  you can't see out either the windshield or the side windows.  my garage is also detached, so i got to make some turns instead of just pulling in.

well, instead of doing the sensible thing and scrap off the ice so i can actually see, i decided to drive with the door open (windows can't roll down, ice), head peaking out, one foot on the break/gas, one foot on the ground, one hand on the steering wheel, and one hand on the door.

i went forward, realized there's no way i can align it, backed up, and realigned it again.  by some miracle i didn't hit anything during this whole time.  when the front went into the garage, that's when i heard and saw the passenger rear view mirror getting folded in. uh oh!  i got out, went around, and with the way the turn worked, not only did the mirror folded in, but the passenger side is a hair's width from the garage.

i tried some fancy turning, but it just made it worse.  when i started to move, i could hear the scraping of the side like the iceberg that tore open the titanic.  did some more adjustments and finally got the car inside.

now i'm just horrified.  not a week has passed since i got the car, all the precautions i took, and now this.  what was i thinking?  i walked to the other side and saw something i couldn't believe.

there wasn't a scratch to be seen.  the wall took some ice off the door, but that's it.  i run back to get a flash light just to be sure, and everything looks good.  or i think it is (there's that paranoia again).  going to sleep is going to be hard tonight.

i'm going to take a look tomorrow when there's more light, but i offer this story to the car gods for letting me off easy, and to remind myself there is no such thing as "i know it's dumb, but it'll be ok."

TIFU by driving without scraping off the ice from the windshield