That reminds me... In 1999 I bought a brand new 4 door 4WD GMC Yukon. It was gorgeous; last year of the square body style, platinum paint, black fender flairs, tan leather interior, skid plates, tinted windows, loaded. After I picked it up, I was driving with my assistant down the Dallas North Tollroad to a meeting. We were both admiring that new car smell when some jack wagon, in driving in front of me in an old Jeep and big offroad tires, flipped up a chunk of pot metal. It was like slow motion. We both saw it flying thru the air and no time to maneuver. That sucker bounced of my hood and smacked the windshield, directly in front of me, lodging under the driver’s side wiper. My assistant could only mutter, “Dude.....that sucks.” 45 minutes after I drove it off the lot and I now now had a big scrape in the paint and a completely shattered windshield. Cost me something like $350 to replace it. In retrospect it’s a funny story, but at the time, I went from a proud new Yukon owner to one bummed-out MFer in less than an hour...