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Originally Posted by Ashartus
Way back I had a station wagon for a while. One night I was parked in an unlit parking lot and wasn't paying enough attention as I backed out, and ran into a black SUV. I barely touched it but the corner caught my back door just enough to dent it, which caused my back windshield to explode. Barely a scratch on the SUV though. I left a note with my contact info on the SUV, but forgot to take down the license plate.
Then when I go to get it fixed they need a police report. But the police won't release a report without contacting the owner of the other vehicle, and they haven't heard anything from them. It started to look like I was going to be up the creek. Finally about a week later I was saved when the owner of the SUV called me, the damage on his vehicle amounted to about $20 so he wasn't worried, but he contacted the police and got everything straightened out.
Minor one and kind of dates me but when I started driving the first time I tried to fill up my car with gas I couldn't get the pump nozzle to go into my gas receptacle. I tried and tried and just couldn't figure it out. Finally I went into the gas station and asked for help, turned out I was trying to use the leaded gas pump for a car that took unleaded, luckily they were sized that way so I didn't end up using the wrong gas.
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I remember leaded fuel. It actually reminds me of some of the weird antiquated language and messaging that still exists. Like “unleaded” still being used to describe fuel type, or the “no smoking” light on airplanes. Has anybody been inclined to light anything other than a shoe on an airplane in the last 20 years? Maybe it should be changed to an “airplane mode” light to keep with the times.