I was rear-ended on the I15 last October 21st by an undocumented immigrant (no insurance). I just got my car back last night. To attempt a description of this ordeal seems impossible, but here goes:

Nobody knows how to fix these cars...especially anyone associated with the Chrysler company. I bought this car from my cousin, who happens to be a five-star (what-a-joke) alpha dealer here in So. Cal. Yes, it's true...the most inept, oblivious idiots are those at the dealers. Finally a parts manager from local Dodge dealer (Frahm, Norco, Ca), came to the rescue and located some help from a German engineer. For the past 4 months, I've been told "about one more week" every time I called. By this time, I'm about to snap...so last night, finished or not, I was determined to take my car back! So, aside from a missing "wing" emblem on the back (I told them to leave off the "CROSSFIRE" letters only), a crack in the left tail light assembly, a broken lens on the right fog light, a torn weather strip on the upper drivers window, a broken plastic molding in the rear compartment, and a big black greasy hand print on the headliner...my car is DONE!!! I told them to order the parts and let me know when they arrive. I'll give them the car for one more day when they do.

So I left this morning for a trip to Big Bear. It didn't take long to take my mind off of all of the grief of the past 7 months. I love this car and in time I hope that I will forget about illegal immigrants, family members who are jerks, dealers who are idiots, and all of the other pain. The car is incredible, even if the journey has been rough.