OMG I am ill!!!!!! I feel sick sick sick! I was taking DH to work tonight and I pulled into a parking stall to drop him off. BIG MISTAKE. Our car is a low, sporty style and the barricade at the end of the stall was high and long. OMG the noise it made when I hit it. And DH was going CRAZY. I liken it to this scenario: Imagine I had a new Louis Vuitton and he spilled spaghetti and a bottle a red wine all over it an inside it. Yeah, that's the kind of mad he was. Now the car is all scuffed up from the passenger end to the driver end underneath the license plate area. No one would know it was there unless you croutch down and look for it. But HE knows that it's there. UGH.