Driving Me Crazy

Living in a downtown urban setting, my car has seen its fair share of bumps and bruises. I can recall countless nights of going to bed, only to find huge dents in my rear bumper the next day. I don’t know if it is drunken stupidity, sheer rudeness, or the inability to parallel park, but bad drivers seem to run rampant in my city (and everywhere else). The tip of the iceberg was this summer, an uninsured-driver with a learner’s permit ran a red light and drove smack into my backseat. So remember to always look twice and be careful out there!