Between 8 and 9pm tonight as I was entering the parking lot adjacent to Pete’s Pizza & Wings, a large SUV was exiting from the one-way entrace. I was in the middle of the street completing my turn. As I slowly backed up, foot on the brake, I lightly tapped the right front bumper of a smaller car behind me with the left rear bumper of my car. The SUV exited, I parked, and the guy I hit collected my license and insurance information. I got a bit of paint of my bumper, and he got a bit of a scratch on his. Jeremy dissuaded me from taking pictures of the damage — he thought it best not to upset the guy. I was a bit confused about not having any kind of insurance card, but only the information listed on my registration. The guy didn’t like that I had a California drivers license, and insisted that you can’t register a car in MA with a license from CA. Apparently he’s wrong. 🙂 The collission occured at maybe 3 miles per hour, and neither the other driver nor his female passenger seemed to be or in any way indicated that they were injured. Jeremy and I got our food and the rest of the night was pretty good. Here’s hoping I don’t get a $500 bill in the mail for the tiny bit of scratching I inflicted. Eh, sometimes it just isn’t your day. It could have been worse. Luckily, it was not. Wish the guy would have honked or backed up or something. Oh well.