Geez that brought back some memories. I was working in Toronto for an autoglass shop. We had a taxi company right downtown. It was a 4 story car park at one time. The top floor was the body shop with there two Italian bodymen there. Neither of them spoke very good English and they were butchers. Probably not even licensed. They would cut two wrecks in half and join the two ends together. A few times their work so bad I had to grind the top of the windshield down and they jacked the roof enough for me to install a windshield then pack it full of sealer so it didn't leak. The good old days lol