My best friend Carl and I drank too much mourning over Lennon's passing, and then we decided to go out for pizza. Backing out of the driveway, I plowed into a large rock on the other side of the street. I had no idea I damaged the car until the next day. We were lucky that was the only collision we had that day. I still own the car, which I first acquired in 1976. It now has 320,000 miles on it, having been my only car for many years. I no longer drink and drive.