Thoughts after getting 'my girl' into the body shop yesterday. After being informed that my Jeep had been hit: I wasn't surprised but I said "Oh, no." After listening to two of my neighbors details of the incident: It was someone with no license or insurance or both. After speaking with the officer: Just what I was thinking. After the inspection: 'My girl' is is going to be looking 'SWEET.' The lady was telling me nothing but replacing this and that. She saw things that I didn't. I told her my key fob didn't work but she took it anyway. I wonder if that will be replaced too. Afterthought, the insurance agent told me I was a valued customer: Okay, and that if I schedule with one of their shops the repairs on 'my girl' would start right away instead of waiting weeks if I go somewhere else: I thought I was going to get the deductible paid. No such luck.