R. I. P. Low Rider: Scars

Some scars never heal, even with an absurd amount of duct-tape and my old car is evidence of that. She was kept together with quite a bit of it and it showed. Described here are a few of the scars she bore.

The Large Side Dent

The large dent seen on the door of my car was the result of my senior-year homecoming antics. A group of fellow seniors and I decided "rolling" Jonathan Taylor's house--among other things--was a fantastic and novel idea. Ugly camouflage clothing (not worn by myself, thankfully) and the smell of Degree Deodorant still bring me back to that night.

Rolling Jonathan's house did not please his psycho-ex-army-general-or-something-similar father, who proceeded to come out, kick the shit out of my car and yell at me to exit the vehicle. I quickly rolled my window up, threw my car into reverse and sped off into the night, lost and dazed. After ditching my rolling paraphernalia, I managed to find my way to a close friend's house and hooked back up with the gang of perpetrators later that night.

I wish I had a better picture of the dent. : \

The Right Side Smash

My neighbors are idiots. Really. Somehow they managed to hit my car while it was parked and they weren't even drunk! Their incompetent driving yeilded the broken right tail light and dented side seen in this image. Nobody was in the car (and nobody was hurt, thankfully). They gave no explanation for how they managed to hit a parked car, nor did they pay me for the damages.

The Shreded Door Panel And Seat Cover

Yes, that is duct-tape holding on a side panel of the door. Note the shreded seat cover as well.

The Front Dent, Missing Logo, Busted Turn-Signal

I believe the front dent shown here is the product of my mother hitting a deer many, many years ago. Nobody remembers the cause of the busted left turn-signal, however.

Previously Broken Windshield

One summer when I lived in Suttle Hall, some unknown thug shattered my windshield with an empty 40 of 8-ball. Needless to say I was pissed. I got it fixed, however.