

I watched the locksmith bend my door with that little balooning tool and mentioned, as I watched and heard my cardoor bending outwards, "That doesn't seem good."
"Oh no, it's fine."
Now, whenever I drive down the highway the wind whistles through the door. Whenever I go through a carwash or a heavy rain, it pours inside.
No big deal, but now you've been warned.
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