Origins

My car's name is Fender, and for good reason.

It all started two years ago, before it was even my car mind you, over labor day weekend.

Me and Lauren decided to take advantage of the limited amount of laws that are enforced up in the Uintahs :)
Our joy ride was cut short. Lauren had backed up and hit the right side of the car into a tree!
It was then given the name Fender

Fast forward two years later:

I got dropped home from cross country practice expecting a great "surprise" as my dad called it.
I was excited! Maybe I was getting a nice gift!
I was definitely surprised to find that my gift was actually that fact that my grandpa and ran into Fender, denting the OTHER side of the car.

It got fixed
Fender became BEA-utiful
and the name kind of died away.
All was well.

Two months after Fender was made gorgeous, I backed up and...

hit the right side of the car into a tree!

Lovely really, Fender got his name back that's for sure.

Yesterday I had the misfortune of getting into a little accident outside of Pepperwood.

When the guy said it was just a little Fender Bender, through the tears, I started to laugh.

The end.