Almost titled this topic, "When Beaters Collide!" 
Sitting on the exit ramp, listening to Howard Stern, all was well... BAM! :Q
WTF! I look in the rear view and see an old pickup jacked up against my hind end. He backs up and my tail drops down a few inches. I got out to see if the bumper was still attached... it was. The guy hangs out the window and says to pull into the gas station around the corner. After seeing the lack of damage, I waved him off and said, forget it. Got to work on time and I still can't see the slightest hint of damage. Trunk opens and closes... screw it. What would you have done?
Sitting on the exit ramp, listening to Howard Stern, all was well... BAM! :Q
WTF! I look in the rear view and see an old pickup jacked up against my hind end. He backs up and my tail drops down a few inches. I got out to see if the bumper was still attached... it was. The guy hangs out the window and says to pull into the gas station around the corner. After seeing the lack of damage, I waved him off and said, forget it. Got to work on time and I still can't see the slightest hint of damage. Trunk opens and closes... screw it. What would you have done?
