A few years back I had a very bad, yet funny thing happen. It was the end of the day and I went to pick up some stock for the next day. I took this helper i had with me and he drove an old station wagon that i used for getting product to jobs. Well we were heading back to the shop with him directly behind me. As the traffic slowed in front of me i braked and he didn't. I was looking in my rearview mirror and could see he wasn't paying attention to the road so I veered to the right and hit my brakes to avoid a mailbox and he slammed into the back of me. I got out to check on him and just lost it. a couple of 5's had exploded toward the front of the wagon. white paint was every where. dripping off the rearview mirror down his shoulders, just everywhere. But the coup de gras was his golden (now spotted) retriever, the poor dog was covered with paint dripping off his ears and head, just wish i had a camera, it was priceless. White paint was pouring down every hole and crack in the dash. The bad part was he didn't have ins., which he said he had and didn't show up for work for a few days and when I went to his apt to check on him he had left town. Funny, sad and true.