Originally intended to document my experience of DeLorean ownership, focus is often radical and strange, boring and obtuse.

Tuesday, July 04, 2006

A 'Smashing' Weekend

It's hard getting to work making right turns only.

Canada Day, July 1st, was celebrated this past weekend (in Canada) with delicious drinks, precarious partying and fancy fireworks. I almost had a lot of fun, but there was an air of depression in the air. Sparks crackled and skkkrrrrch'd when my nocturnal neighbour backed into my Eagle Talon Friday night and gave it a good crunching.

Suz and I were all settled into our old brown Ikea couch watching our Jumbo Video rental, Munich. Suddenly, around 10 p.m., my car alarm went off. It has been so long since someone set my alarm off that I didn't even realize it was my car at first.

I slowly walked out the front door to have a look. There was my neighbour, walking towards my Talon to inspect the damage. "You're not going to be happy with me." he said.

"Uh oh." I thought.

My neighbour has a large work van. It has numerous blind spots due to the large quantity of steel that was used in the construction of it instead of that transparent material called glass. It's no wonder that in the darkness, he hit my black Talon.

His rear bumper was perfectly aligned with my side markers. Luckily, that big block of steel penetrated the plastic lights, and only did minor damage to the metal. He grabbed his toolkit and began bending and twisting.

Things snapped. Things popped. I put my bowl of Rice Krispies down and gave him a hand.

After much cracking and crunching the metal was clear of the pop-up headlights, allowing for wicked-awesome pop-up action once again. After I tested the headlights and verified their popupability, we talked about cars and various things for a while. He apologized and told me he'd make sure the car was fixed right, no matter where I wanted to take it.

He gathered up the body parts and put them in a body bag. I took the bag inside and showed Suz. I lit some candles and we cried. The funeral is tomorrow.

4 Comments:

Blogger Princess Lo said...

sorry to hear about the car

10:18:00 AM

 
Blogger Martini said...

It's okay. My neighbour is paying for the damage, so unless he skips town, I'm happy.

12:24:00 PM

 
Blogger Rainypete said...

That's funny. My headlights didn't pop up and down until after my car got hit too. Of coures, they aren't supposed to so that was a bit of a problem.

1:38:00 PM

 
Blogger Rowan said...

what a cool wife you must have!

3:34:00 PM

 

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