AAARGHH!!! FLAMMIN' CRAP ON A POGO STICK!!
My rocket scientist of an ex just had her van bomb out on her, because of not taking care of most likely. The best part is
that she HAD a good car, a '96 Lincoln Towncar in mint condition. She calls me one day to tell me she's going to be late when
she drops off my kid. Because she got "front ended".
?!?!?!
FRONT ended? in other words, she was driving around yakking on a cell phone & not paying attention when she hit someone.
The insurance company looked at the age of the car & just wanted to total it. I told her to keep the car, I could fix it for a lot
less than the insurance check. It was in perfect condition w/ less than 70K miles on it before the wreck.
But NOOOOOO! I'm an idiot & the insurance guy says they should just junk the car.
So she bends over for the insurance company & winds up w/ a crapwagon van that's falling apart.
I'm going to spend the rest of my life apologizing to my kids for her.