And furthermore, Arabs can't drive

So my brand new baby got its first Middle Eastern battle wound (read: hit) the other day by some fucking Arab in the parking lot of Bahrain mall. I was parked next to an isle, and my best guess is that some fucker was going the wrong way down the one way that I was parked next to. He (or most likely she) moved over to let someone else through, and by doing so hit my car and snapped my mirror off. Now my mirror is not stationary, it's designed to swing both ways in case of such an event. But whoever this hit and run motherfucker was still manged to break the thing despite the fact that it's designed to not break when it gets hit. My best guess is that it was an SUV and his mirror was higher than mine thus exerting downward force which broke my mirror. Either way I was extremely pissed. Extremely. I managed to get it half-assed put back in place before I left, thinking it would make the trip home. I was wrong. Rachel snagged these pics as we were driving home from the mall. The first is of the mirror looking all fucked up after it fell off of the precarious position I had put it in to try and make it home. The second picture is an action shot of Rachel holding the mirror after it fell off and was banging against my door (still attached by the mirror control wires) while I was driving 70 MPH + on the highway, and the third picture is me fixing the goddamn thing after I pulled off the highway cursing uncontrollably. I thought this shit was only supposed to happen to used cars...

Update: I went to the Renault dealership to get a quote on a new mirror--and it was 48 dinars!!!!! That's well over 120 bucks, and it didn't even include the outside cover! Fuck that. I'll go to a junkyard or buy something on eBay...