[Dartgod]

In high school I was driving my first car, a 1974 Ford Maverick Grabber. We weren't allowed to leave school grounds once we arrived, but a lot of people would leave for lunch. One day me and a female student bailed out to get high at lunch. I was doing a turn around in the post office parking lot and some woman backed out of her spot right into the passenger side of my car. I stopped and got out, walked around the back of the car and only saw a slight dent in the rear quarter. At the time, the girl I was with had opened the passenger door and was leaning out looking back. The damage was barely noticeable so I told the lady not to worry about it so I could get back to school on time.

Later that day, as I'm walking out to my car to head home, my friend who rode to school with me is standing by my car asking what the hell happened. The passenger door was caved in from where the woman hit me. I never saw it because the chick with me hade the door open when I walked around the car from the back.

That was fun explaining that one to my parents.