What????? he would go up with me to the 5th floor and I could drive him down to his car (it is one of those tiered lots) He got into my car and I guess I had been nervous when pulling in and didn't see that my Suburban was too high for that garage... I drove down 5 floors with plaster falling ...sparks flying and metal screeching and my lawyer ducking and wincing trying not to say anything. He was sweating when he got out.
You didn't hit anything driving up?????
For those who understand no explanation is needed, ...For those who don't none will.