I had just pulled into the parking lot of Char-Grill, ready for a tasty Friday afternoon burger. A black Jeep Cherokee in front of me stopped to look for a parking place. Before I know it, the Cherokee is backing up straight for me. I lay on the horn for a second or two but its no use. She backs right into my left headlight, crumpling the hood.
I traded contact information and insurance information but decided against filing a police report. I’m going to head over to the body shop to see what we’re looking at to fix it.
And just what is it about my cars that attracts Jeep Cherokees?
That happened to my cousin.
Two weeks later his insurance paid out 20K because he rear ended someone! No lie, I was with him. Be careful
Good advice, Gerry.
For the next few weeks, I don’t care how short the trip is, I’m not riding with your cousin.