| So, I went out about 7:00pm today to catch the last bits of light outside and take a few pictures of the Twin Turbo with it's new wheels. The pictures sort of came out crappy as it was way to dark and I can only set exposure time so long on my camera. Anyway, here's the picture of the wheels. We'll call it a teaser. 
So, whatever on that... Megan and I decided to stop by the grocery store on the way home and pick up a few items. When we came out, the thing I dread every single f'ing time I go into the grocery store. I came out to a shopping cart sitting right next to my car. I walked up to inspect the damage. It's pretty f'ing bad. Two huge dents a dime size ding and two big ass scratches. It looked like the cart was going f'ing 20mph when it hit the car. So I went back into the store to talk to the manager about the videotapes of the parking lot. We head upstairs to the office of the place and review them. We rewind the video 7-8 minutes or so and see "the shitbag of the hour" come strolling down the isle that my car is parked in, get about a space and a half away from the Z and then take a running start, ramming it into my car intentionally... 
"I wish I could've caught him doing it. I'd have given antyhing to catch that asshole doing it. It'd been worth him doing it just so I could've caught him doing it."
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