Englishman,
I had an MGB GT hardtop, light blue with black interior. What a neat little car! It had incredible road feel, and a rich, throaty sound. I had quite a few dates with Princess in that car...
Tragically, the car met it's ignominious end at a kingdom hall. The parking lot of a kingdom hall, to be precise.
I was pulling in to the parking lot, just behind my future father in law, Big Red. Upon entering the lot, Big Red looked around, and decided that there was no space in the lot suitable for his Ford F-350 one-ton pickup. With no clue that I was anywhere near, he stopped, and began to back up, right into (and nearly over) my MGB. I barely managed to pull forward and sharply to the right in time to escape being crushed, but the entire driver's side was caved in, deeply gouged by the fender of the murderous Ford. I parked, climbed out the passenger door, and surveyed the damage. Front quarter, driver's door, rear quarter, all crushed.
I met Big Red in the foyer of the hall. He greeted me with a friendly smile and a "Howdy Steve", unaware that he'd just totaled my car. He never felt a thing.
Another one bit the dust.
Steve