Got rear ended at a dead stop on the freeway, driving to the same [Bleeeeep!] mall job, by a Lincoln town car, my cab was on his windshield. Walked away with only a few scratches and bruises and he was not so lucky.

Sadly enough, the insurance company didn't see the same value in the truck I did, and gave me like 2K or something outrageous. I was so pissed! Too young, dumb and broke to fight it. Off to the junkyard it went.

I went back and checked on it months later with plans to buy it back and fix it only to be told it was crushed.

I replaced it with a 1970 Camaro big-block SS. So I had that going for me. Which was nice.