Well... everyone has there moments. When I crashed my TA during the beginning of the first major snowstorm in Jan 2004, I was furious. When I hit the car from behind, I wore my cappachino coffee all over my new christmas leather jacket. That was Anger Management Lesson #1. I played it cool, took the jacket off. The guy's car I hit, had NO damage, not even a scratch... I slowly turned my head to my car, and its crunched. That was Anger Management Lesson #2. Now the fact the guy was a major asshat and being a complete dick, that was Anger Management #3. (He later got a claim for $833 to buff out a "tiny scratch") Now all this anger built up, I drove my car 2 blocks down to my house. I parked it in the driveway, stepped out of the car, walked over to my driver side fender, took a deep breath, and kicked the fender in twice calling it a piece of **** in the process. I never got to finish that coffee, and I ended up replacing what was suppose to be a perfectly good fender until my boots put good dents into it.
To be honest, I felt like an idiot. Not about the accident ordeal tho, but more along the "I had to replace a fender that I ended up damaging with my foot"
