One night it was raining out when I had the Yellow Camero out for a drive. Coming home around Arbor Hills corner a little too fast in the rain, I slid off the road just enough to be on wet grass and now sliding down the hillside towards the fence protecting us from the highway traffic. Bumpers used to be metal and wrapped around the body of the car. When the hook like bumper grabbed one for the fence posts, it took the side of the car and smashed it into the fence big time. The fence acted lie a big spring and shot the car back up the hill, across the street and into the neighbor’s yard. This was not a good day for me. When driving home, I begged my older sister to take the blame, but she would not. When dad woke up the next morning, I told him I put a dent in the car hoping he would not notice the entire passenger’s side was totaled. Maybe he would see it after he got to work and would have time to cool off. No such luck, about 3 minutes later after telling him, he tore into the bedroom totally unglued. I think that was the last straw for the insurance man and we were cancelled. Like lawn mowers, we were pretty hard on cars too.
darrell- that yellow camero brought back so many memories! we proboably put 300,000 miles on that thing..i remember it handled very well and you couldn't kill it- i guess the kids will love this... ok, we're 'fessing up- every time dad went on a business trip, one of us managed to crease the body in some way- i remember we had a "guy" that could fix dents overnight- that poor car was solid bondo at the end!! oxo sis
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