I finally did it. I backed the CRV into the closed garage door, hard enough to break all four glass windows and crack the wooden panels and punch them outward in three places. Of course now the door won’t open and until I can get an estimate on fixing it and have the work begun, I can’t get the car out of the garage.
Fortunately the Honda is not damaged. The covered spare tire that hangs off the rear door took the brunt of it. After long minutes of colorful cursing, I swept up the broken glass and called a company that worked on the door more than a decade ago for the previous owners. Was surprised to find they are still in business. They’re sending a guy out to look at it this morning.
There’s some comfort in knowing a lot of people do this. But not much.
UPDATE: Three carpenters refused to tackle it, saying it would be hard to ever again insure the structural integrity. And a fourth one, who looked promising, said, well, he could fix it but it might fall apart in half a year. And he added that it would a lot cheaper to buy a new metal door, and he might be able to get me a good price. So, we’re mulling it. Damn.
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