Oops

You remember that hip pick-up truck I blogged about a few weeks ago? It was freshly repainted after my father was rear-ended while driving just a block away from my parents' house. This time the destruction hit even closer to home.

My dad came home from work the other day to find that the truck had been sideswiped in the driveway. He mentioned this unusual occurence to my mother when he went inside.

"That's nothing," she said. "You should see my car."