My car is doing great. I mentioned I was given two verbal warnings for speed. Finally got popped for going 91 in a 75. I put 850 miles on the car that weekend, not a single issue. Here's my rant today: About six weeks ago I saw this on my door. I knew it happened at my local diner, a place I frequent for breakfast. I could tell by looking at it, that the person that did it left his door planted in my door when he got out of his and stood up. This morning, same time of day, same location, I saw an elderly gentleman getting out of a mini-van after planting his door on my car. It's the exact same height of the first one. (The black splatters are road tar). I wrote down his tag number, but I can't bring myself to say anything. He's in his late eighties, with a handicap tag. He has trouble walking, and he has that same look in his eyes, like my dad. Dad has Alzheimer's/Parkinson's. Jee Whiz.