Thursday, May 31, 2007
My car was involved in a 'scrape and run'. She was the scrapee and the runner was, well, you insert the descriptive words... I'm trying to take the high road. Besides, there's nothing else I can do.
I went to the store this morning and didn't notice the 'gaping wound' until I came out of the store and was walking towards the car. ("poor baby... momma's here.") Based on the forensics, it didn't happen in the store parking lot. If it did, the other vehicle would have had to have been all up on the sidewalk and into the plants.... so no... didn't happen there.
Evidence based on the placement of said wound points to someone trying to pull forward into a parking space instead of pulling forward and then backing into the space in front of my apartments.
And I don't have a clue as to when it happened. My car has been parked for over a week. Lots of people have come and gone during that time, many of them just visitors. The one consolation is that the other car has got to have one BIG ASS scrape on its right side.
Poor baby. Oh, and the car, too.