Ohio sux. 
Every time I've ever been through there, something bad has happened.
EVERY time.
The worst part is, none of them were my fault!
Nice new pickup, right? About the only new thing I've ever had my whole life besides underwear. Going down the road and a gravel truck blows my doors off while showering gravel in it's wake. Busted windshield. Towing a heavy load, I didn't feel I could chase him down.
So then...
Nice new trailer right? In some stupid town I'm waiting at the red at an intersection. Get the green and I'm off. Well the doofus that was on my left at the stop- in the left turn lane- had changed his/her mind about the turn and decided to go straight. They thought they'd pull in behind me. Only problem was, my trailer was occupying that spot. They rearranged my trailer fender and license bracket.
I pulled over and waited- so we could exchange information- but they opted to dart off somewhere. Again I was in no position to chase anything down. I can only hope the damage to their vehicle was greater.
I hate Ohio.