Man, I don't think anyone can be as unlucky as I was. I'm sure if I look through my old hard drive, I can find pics for everything. There are old threads for most of these as well.
All of them with my Honda Prelude(s) that I babied.
1) Bring to my friends. His mom's friend drives into my door when she left.
2) Get car door painted. Car was red, door was repainted a dark pink.
3) Decide to get car completely repainted. On the second day I get it back, someone cuts me off going 50km/h like I didn't exist and clips my front bumper and broke my headlights.
4) Get car fixed and put it in storage for winter. First week I take it out in spring, go to a friend's house, park the car in his private condo lot. By the time I step into his condo, my alarm starts ringing on my keyfob... Look outside someone backed up into my front bumper. Get bumper fixed.
5) On the champlain bridge. Complete bumper to bumper traffic during rush hour. Truck with huge trailer coming like it's an open road. Smashes the car behind me (car trunk folded into the back seats) and forced the car into my rear end that I just repainted. Insurance paid for repair.
6)Take car out of storage following year. 2nd day out, totalled it after hitting a pothole while taking a highway curve.
7) Bought new prelude. Brought it to a shop to swap all my old parts to the new car. They do all the work. Pick up gf from university on the way back. Drunk driver cuts 4 lanes to take a turn and ends up in front of me. Car front frame bent. Go hunting for full front end and get it fixed.
8) After it got fixed, went to vincegti to get a full polish done. The evening I get it back, park my car at my gf's. When I left at night, I noticed paws all over my car. A cat walked everywhere and scuffed/scratched the clear coat with dirty paws. Go back to Vince to get it polished.
9) go to my gf a few days later. Somehow in the last 4-5 years nothing happened, but the neighbours basketball net fell down on my car that day and completely dented my fender. I said fuck it. Not fixing it.
10) The last straw. A week later, I parked my car at the other end of the parking lot of RenoDepot. Far from everything. I step out the car and hear a loud bang. I look and see a random shopping cart (on of the plastic ones) being blown by the wind. Walk to the other side of the car. Dented the passenger door.
Right after that incident, I drove home, parked the car on the driveway, took pictures and put it up for sale. Sold the car 2 weeks later. Bought my shitbox cavalier for 150$ and drove it for 4 years... Nothing ever fucking happened to it. Nothing. Never changed the oil, oil filter, brakes, never washed it. Didn't give a fuck about it. Treated it like it was going to the dump the following week... And the car started everytime and never let me down. Got rid of it because the rust had gotten so bad the mechanic said he won't touch my car. Drove it to the dump. Got 150$ for it. Best 150$ ever spent.
I do miss the prelude.
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