First damange to your car

[Dionysus]

I let my middle bro borrow my car while his was in the shop two years ago. A women rammed him on the side of my car. He and neither did I have enough money to repair it right away. So I had to drive around with a crushed driver's door for two months. It looked so ghetto! He is not allowed to use my car now.

[GMUBunny]

This one is hard to explain, but here goes:

There's a small shopping center in the front of my neighborhood that we all cut through to take the backroads to my high school. We would normally cruise right through the parking lot pretty quickly. Anywho, in the middle of the night a few years ago someone came in and put speed bumps in the parking lot. That wouldn't be so bad if they had actually been painted yellow instead of blending in the with rest of the asphalt. So, the next morning I'm going through the parking lot with the invisible speedbumps and I come to the corner where I have to make a right turn. I don't know what idiot put a speedbump right on the corner of the building, but when I turned I heard this *crunch*. Now there's this big dent with missing paint on the bottom right side of my car. The thing that got me was, that night the speedbump fairies came again and painted the *&%$^#@ things yellow!!!!

[aephi alum]

The first damage to my car actually happened when it still belonged to my mother. It had snowed, and the streets had been cleared but there was a big ol' pile of snow on the side of the road right opposite my parents' driveway. Leaving home on my way to school, I backed out, but didn't stop quickly enough... backed right into the snow pile. No real damage to the car, but the license plate frame broke and the license plate was bent. Funny thing is, I didn't even notice it until I got home that night and wondered why there was part of a license plate frame in the snow bank...

[Peaches-n-Cream]

My sister just slightly damaged her new car. She 'tapped' something with her bumper. I couldn't see anything, but she sees it there.

[DWAlphaGam]

My first (and hopefully last!) damage to my first new car (purchased Feb 02) happened this past January when I got nailed by a dump truck. My baby has a new front end now and you can't even tell anything happened, but I think I'm mentally scarred for life now. I start shaking whenever I see big red dump trucks on the road.


My first damage to my first car (an '87 T-Bird) happened when this guy thought it was a fantastic idea to make a right turn out of a side street onto a main road without looking or stopping for the stop sign. He took off my passenger side headlight with his big new Lincoln Towncar. Jerk.

[33girl]

Originally posted by kddani
I turn down the one street to go around to block, and what do I run into? A gay pride parade! Going down a residential street (granted, one of the nicer city shopping districts was a street away, but still).
So there I am, sitting in my car for ten minutes.... watching drag queens walk by, smiling, waving, and blowing me kisses.

drag queens in Shadyside? NOOOOOOOOOOOO you're kidding me!! The next thing you are going to tell me is there are skanky horny old men at Donzi's.

the first damage to my car was to my parents' old Plymouth when I was 17. It was raining and the car kept stalling, on hills no less, which was freaking me out (I used to have a recurring nightmare about going backwards downhill in a car). So I was pretty much just pausing at the stop signs - I ended up going thru and crashing into this guy's brand new van. The killer was his vehicle was pretty much totalled - I just had a dent on the front fender. They don't make 'em like they used to.