Remember that one day when it seemed your great grandma’s car began collecting dings and scratches almost over night? “What happened here,” you’d ask. And great nana would say “Oh, that was when I was in getting groceries. I came out and the car was dinged. Someone must have backed into me.” The next week it was a scrape down the passenger side, or a smashed front headlight. “I don’t know, honey. People are just driving terribly these days.” Eventually, great nana had to leave her car in the garage and let someone else do the driving. But that was okay. You still got to see her all the time, but you didn’t have to worry about her being out on the road.<\/p>\n
Sorry for that closeout wave of nostalgia. So, what were<\/em> we talking about<\/strong><\/a>?<\/p>\n\n