Unlucky Still

My car is seriously unlucky. Well, that, or I am. I have posted before about our automobile woes, but the hits STILL just keep on coming...literally.

A history lesson if you will. There was the scratch, the dent, the ticket, the bashed rearview mirror. Now there is the slightly discolored bumper. My dad backed into it last week with his car. To be fair though, his car looks worse than mine as far as fender benders go.

But, still.