Some guy in a turquoise Pathfinder backed into my car in the drive-thru line last week. He was very nice about it, and he was kind of cute, in a mediocre sort of way. Anyway, my car was still driveable, but the hood was scratched and dented, and my headlight and fender cracked. I took it in today for an estimate, and it’s going to cost him more than $1300 to fix it. His insurance company is also going to pay for a rental car for me to drive for a week.
I’m kind of hoping for a DeLorean, so I can get in a little time travel after work, but I’d settle for a Ferrari, so I can pick up chicks like Kelly LeBrock.