My wife has a habit of nagging me to the point where I virtually go insane. The nice thing now is that I can just get in the car and cool down before I start visualizing my hands around her neck. This weekend was the first time I have had the luxury of doing such that. After about 30 minutes or so of driving around I found myself completely lost in an area I have never been before. I was getting more and more lost the harder I tried to find a way back the way I came. I decided that turning around and just re-tracing my steps would be the best way. I pulled into a driveway and went to back out when I unknowingly backed over a picket next to the mailbox where a newspaper mailbox used to be. I pulled back up to figure out what the noise was, and noticed the picket laying nearly horizontal to the ground and a nice big scratch on my car.

I looked around and couldn’t see anyone there walked over to the picket to see if I could move it, which I was able to make it look like new effortlessly, got in my car and drove off. I don’t think I was the least bit upset about my car during the whole incident, I was too embarrassed to worry.

Now the disappointment and frustration from placing scratches on the near perfect body of my car is starting to set in. I have told myself that I will replace the bumper later with larger, lower ones to give it a more racing appearance, but considering the miles that are on the car I highly doubt it. The car I am really wanting now is the Mitsubishi Evolution IX.