Because I just backed into my husband’s brand new Acura. It glanced down the side of the door. I didn’t really see that I didn’t have enough room to squeeze out. You know how people with new cars park WAAAAAY out in the boonies to keep from getting scratched? My husband does that. And now he’s got more than a scratch, in his own driveway, from his own wife.
I may never recover from the guilt.