While driving to work years ago, I heard something akin to a sledgehammer hitting my car. Figured I hit something, so at 45 mph, I was looking as best I could for debris in the road behind me. There was none. The vehicle seemed alright, so I kind of forgot about it and continued to work. At work, I remembered it while talking to a few friends and decided to check out the car for damage when I got off. I found what appeared to be a .30 caliber hole in the left rear fender down by the bottom and just above a moulding. Still don't know if I was shot at or if it was a stray bullet.
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