Quinn came home from his delivery job and said, "I got pretty good tips tonight, but I got a dent from a rock." I wondered if that was one of the tips he received - like someone threw a rock at his car or something. We live in a college town, you know. (One evening a coed flashed him her pierced nipples, but that's a post for another day.).
So I looked at the passenger side door with the aid of a flashlight and didn't really think much of it. Then I looked at it the next morning. The dent was sizeable and more of a massive scratch. Certainly no one threw the rock that caused this damage. Plus, there was something else wrong, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. So I asked Quinn again about how it happened.
The story went something like this, "I was pulling out of the dark apartment complex and someone started coming right at me, so I made a quick right turn to get out of the way." We visited the site of the incident the next morning. The video tells all. And we found the part of his car that was missing.
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oh my gosh! I have a dent/paint missing part on my Camry because jacob didn't remember I was parked behind him. Really?!
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