It’s like this. I was driving somewhere I don’t normally drive at a time I’m not normally driving. And I was commandeering my big a## truck mothership down the smallest, tightest, most poorly designed street where apparently everyone and their mother parks. Imagine if you will, on this smallest of small streets a huge bucket truck. And me. Let’s just say in order to avoid colliding with another car coming at me, I choose the bucket truck. It just looks like the better option, doesn’t it?Well, sparing all the boring details, I was shaken up a little. Friends & eFriends alike sent messages wishing me well. Progressive is (so far) being the most awesome insurance company I could ever hope for. They reserved a rental car for me, as well as finding an auto body shop with a 100% guarantee.And my big a## truck mothership looks like it was attacked with a massive can opener. The side panels are totally exposed. Completely open.I, however, am fine, as are all the vehicle occupants. And that is the most important part of this story.