Opinion: All about my wild night on Cari Park Lane
I've never had a nice car.
Now, I'm just wishing I had a car.
During a recent trip back to the office from Hastings Ford, my hail-damaged 1992 Nissan with 154,000 miles broke down in Cari Park.
This is where the story gets good.
Later that night, my neighbor Leonard and I drove out to Cari Park to tow the car to the repair shop. On the way to south Hastings, it became apparent that his truck wasn't running very well either.