I was driving down a twisty street at night (anyone who's ever driven in Wellington will know the kind of street I'm talking about - cars parked on the road so there's only just enough room to drive, with a hill and steep walk-ups on your other side, and if you happen to meet a car going in the other direction then you both stop and stare at each other until one person gives and backs up far enough that there's room for two cars to pass.)

ANYWAY, I was driving down this road at night, with a bunch of friends in the car when there was a BANG and I realised that I had managed to hit off the side-view mirror by swiping the mirror of a parked car.

I got out, picked up the mirror (I don't know if the other car was damaged) and told my parents when I got home that we found the car like that when we left the party and it was probably done by the skaties who were going up and down the footpath and, y'know, causing havoc by hitting mirrors off cars.