The tC has taken quite a beating this weekend, and through no fault of its own. Saturday was Nick W’s 21st, so Friday night we went out to dinner and the bar at Midnight (so technically on his birthday). Nick got thoroughly drunk, and I had volunteered to drive him home.
We didn’t make it 15 minutes without Nick’s body deciding that enough was enough, and he threw up all over the passenger’s door. Disgusting yes…. It was a very long drive home, and I took the car through a carwash at 4am to get the outside cleaned, and then got up early to do a very thorough cleaning on the inside of the car. Nick and I took the passengers door apart to clean it and at this point it’s probably the cleanest it’s been since it left the factory floor.
The rest of the day Saturday, and Sunday I didn’t really go anywhere, so the tC avoided any conflict, but last night I spent the night at Kerry’s house, and when I got to my car this morning, somebody had thrown an egg at it, and it appears to have scratched the paint where it hit 
. THEN on the drive home I rock hit my windshield and put a good nickel sized star in my window.
GRRR….