Another trip down south, and another war wound discovered on my car, thankfully not as impressive as the last one.
Only a small dent in the bonnet this time, but enough to crack the paint and maybe bare some metal. Gonna have to bend it back out and repair the paint. Not a great inconvenience, but an inconvenience all the same, and additional proof that either someone has cursed my car with voodoo witchcraft, or someone, somewhere has installed a shit magnet onto it, as it attracts bad luck and damage like no-one’s business.
Stay angry my friends.