From Hit-and-Run to Friendship

Have you ever turned an accident into a friendship? A few weeks ago, drama unfolded when

my teenage son took my Tesla to the gym. Boom! A hit-and-run drama

in the parking lot, and the game's on. The gym staff didn't help, but the guilty car

sat there, bold as brass. Even the cops could only do so much—private property blues.

Just when things seemed bleak, the owner's wife called, and soon,

"John" himself reached out, all apologies and goodwill. Forget insurance;

we agreed to handle it with just trust and a handshake. At the Tesla center, the saga continued—no

card without Tesla ownership! But John came through with cash, right on time.