Its been awhile since ive been on... busy enjoying summer in the car. This past weekend I drove up to watch the Rolex Cup Grad-Am race in South Jersey. While waiting in the ticket line a guy backed into me pushing in my front light. After checking everything out and realizing there was no fiberglass or paint damage I asked the guy if he would be good for the damages, that we could forgo a call to the cops and insurance companies involvement if he woud agree to pay for the parts. After getting his name, number, email and drivers license number i said "lets go watch a race".
The next day (Sunday) i emailed him with the replacement cost of the headlight. No response. I called Monday over lunch and left a message. I called this evening around 7:30, left a message. No response.
Sooo... my faith in mankid has once again been bitch smacked. Im here to ask "what would you do". Please let me know.
on another note...
As I was pulling past the ticket gate and heading toward the track a mini clubman pulls over in front of me. The door swings open and out comes our very own Mr. Al Shapiro. I explained what happened as we both stared at my headlight hanging on by its single mounting screw. Al looked at me and said with a smile "you have the worst luck". I had to laugh. I asked Al if there was a VW shop near by and was told about 15 minutes up the road. We taped up the light (always cary a roll of blue tape) and I proceded to follow him to the shop. They were closed (remember the bad luck thing). Al suggested I come to his place after the race. He offered me dinner with two lovely ladies, a cold beer, pizza, and his garage/tools. An offer I could not refuse. I headed back to the track to catch the ST class race(and spent time poking my nose arount the Brumos GT3 garage.) then headed over to Al's. I will say as I pulled up to his garage i suggested we only put the front wheels of my car in. I would have felt horrible had my car stained his squeeky clean garage floor. 40 mintues worth of metal bending and I was back on the road.
Al, thank you for helping me safely get on my way. Thank you for dinner and the beer, for the great conversation and in the end, thank you for helping me to feel better about humanity. I know this to be true, you can always find a friend in a fellow speedster owner.
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