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BAM! SCREECH! MORE SCREECH! CRACK! Those sounds were the corollary of stupidity. I need not explain myself, but lets just say I hate driving my Buick at night. That beast of a car hardly has a scratch on it, but the other one had a little more. I figured if the damage is less than a thousand for the other car, I'll pay it myself and not fiddle with the thieving insurance companies. I got the estimates and I have concluded I am definitely going to have the insurance pay for it. Heh heh. Sucks. BUT ENOUGH ABOUT THAT... Going hunting for cow elk this weekend. Leaving tomarrow. Hopefully I'll come back with a couple hundred pounds of meat. mmmmm... meat. Sleepy time now.