This past Saturday night my friend invites me to his friend's cigar bar on San Jacinto St. downtown Houston. Upon circling the block we see a bunch of people riding scooters. I pull in to the adjacent parking lot next to the cigar bar started backing up next to a friends BMW and POW! WTF! something hit my car! It was so loud I thought I was being shot at. I look around don't see any scooters or anyone, but then my friend says they hit your car with an egg. I look up, the lot faced a high rise apartment building and I see something moving around on the balcony and dare them to throw another. I lost my composure of course and had to be calmed down off the ledge because still in my mind someone was shooting at me. I was going to find my way into that building, but my friend who invited me seen me pulling out the lot and leaving called and asked why I left. I told him what happened and he said the owner of the bar lives in that same building and told me to come back around and he had a parking spot for me directly in front of the cigar bar. When I parked I tried using Clorox wipes and that would not get the egg off the front windshield and the owner came out told me they don't play that **** he will handle it!! I should go have a good time and he cleaned off the area where the inspection sticker and hood come together. The next morning I had so much egg in the hole of the wiper blade housing it took 10 minutes of jet stream water to rinse it clean. That had to be more than one egg or the largest egg on steroids because that left a huge splatter on the window and still left a lot in the wiper blade housing. Luckily, I just got my PPF on the entire front end of the car a week before so it didn't eat my paint. It was Juneteenth and that was a hate crime in more ways than one. JMO Oh that solidified my decision to get a dash cam which i bought yesterday from Amazon's prime deals.

 

Since you know/believe the balcony of ppl that did the act, why don't you involve the Houston PD? I sure would not have dropped it.

 

I just spent 30 minutes treating the glass and went for a drive to let it cure, and at the first stoplight some dude with a squeegee started washing my windows, and I told him I just washed the car and not to touch it. I kept telling him to stop, he just kept going…then he asked me for change that I didn’t have and gave me a dirty look for not giving him cash. Then asked if I can send it via the cash app. 💁 I would have given you a dollar to just back off…

Then back home, had to wash the slimy smeared **** off my windshield, retreat the glass, and go for a drive in the opposite direction. Thanks for wasting half my day buddy.

don’t get me wrong, nobody died, he wasn’t keying my car, a car is just a car… and i have dropped a few bucks and a soda if someone looks like they’re in rough shape, to clean my windows. But i do drive my car just about everywhere, even in the rain, and I treat my glass on even the rattiest beaters I’ve owned. When it rains, it rains sideways hard here. All year nobody touched my windshield especially when I needed it, and of course the once every few months I treat it... I don’t even care what car it was that I was driving.just had to vent that some people are just clueless and don’t back off even when someone tells them to