Bad things happen in fours????

I thought it was three. Not only did FOUR bad things happen, but they all happened to our cars! Ok, so does that count as one really, and I now need to anticipate two more bad things happening? I know, I think way to much. Those of you that know me well are probably shocked that I am over analyzing that (**said with sarcasm).
First- Phil was driving on 355 in the Endeavor and thought he got side swiped. It actually was a tire that flew off a semi and hit the back of the SUV, just in front of the back tire. We had to get the car repaired, insurance covered it with an estimated repair cost of around $1200!!! It took over a week for them to repair and repaint.
Next- Phil was pulling out of the garage on Saturday morning to go to Matt's cabin. He was driving the Altima there. I was in the living room with the girls and I heard a HUGE crash coming from the garage. I thought he hit the side of the garage with the car, it was that loud!!! I went running out to find a huge Rubbermaid storage container (filled with heavy things like books, picture frames, etc.) had fallen off the rafters. Not only did it fall off, but it fell on top of the Endeavor. Glass shattered everywhere, there was crap all over. Phil didn't hear the crash, but was very confused when he saw a baseball roll out from underneath the garage door just before it closed. We cleaned it up and he went on his way.
And then- I'm hanging out with the girls and Phil calls me. All the guys went out for lunch, and when they returned to the cabin, they found a tree on top of our Altima. GREAT! After seeing the damage yesterday, they are going to have to replace the roof, probably both side panels of the car (because they are connected to the top of the doors which are damaged) and all the trim.
For the grand finale (at least I hope)- Phil was pulling the Endeavor out of the garage on Sunday and he heard something strange so he stopped the car and checked to see what it was. I walked out into the garage to see what he was doing and I see him yanking on a rug (yes....a rug) that has gotten caught up inside and behind the front tire. He had to take the freakin tire off the car to get the rug out. In the process of taking the tire off, the car rolled off the jack twice. I noticed there was a large patch of tar stuck to the tire. It must have made the rug stick to the tire and when he pulled out, it stuck and got caught. I desperately wanted to laugh, but poor Phil was not a happy guy and I don't blame him one bit, it was not an easy task.
Don't believe all this????? Can't say I blame you, and I am quite worried that the insurance company is going to have A LOT of questions!