Just love car accidents. Yeah, right.
So, I was having a shitty day on the 4th. I got the day off for the American holiday, but the day before I had someone come back into my life that I wished wouldn't have. Still, I had the day off so, I wasn't complaining too much.
My mom and I were going to run a couple of errands and while sitting at a stop light, right behind a police car, this 1964 Chevy Impala slams right into us. The bastard hit us FOUR times. Yes, I did say four. It was like, first he hit us, and then, there was another jolt, and then another, and then finally one more. I swear, I could see the cop in front of us sitting there like he was waiting to see if we were going to be hit anymore. I think he was as shocked as my mom and I were. How many people get hit four times in a row?
The guy said when he got out of the car it was his brakes. They were bad. So why speed down a road and not even attempt to hit the brakes until the point of impact? How dumb. But he told the cop his accelerator stuck. So, which is it? Either way, he's an idiot and my mom and I are suffering for it.
Well, the Impala ended up underneath my mom's Saturn by the time the whole thing was over and get this: the guy was worried more about his car because he was on his way to a 4th of July car show rather than be concerned that he was just in an accident that hurt two people. My mom hurt her back and hand, and I hurt my back, have a concussion (my second in 9 months) and have a sore neck.
Oh, and even better, the moron didn't have proof of insurance. Even if I don't drive my car all that much, I'm going to have it insured because anything could happen. A freak storm could have lightning strike a tree which knocks it into my garage crushing my car. You just never know. And there's no way in hell I wouldn't insure a 1964 Impala. Hello?
So, my mom's bumper is pushed in, the truck is inside where the bumper once sat, and who know's what it looks like underneath, since as I said, his car was below my mom's once all was said and done. Seriously, when my mom moved her car, we dropped a couple inches, and the moron's car bounced up a great deal.
The only good thing is my mom never hit the cop in front of us. There would have been lots more paperwork, and an investigation and we'd probably still be there dealing with this.
I had a great day off/holiday. Oh yeah, just great.
My mom and I were going to run a couple of errands and while sitting at a stop light, right behind a police car, this 1964 Chevy Impala slams right into us. The bastard hit us FOUR times. Yes, I did say four. It was like, first he hit us, and then, there was another jolt, and then another, and then finally one more. I swear, I could see the cop in front of us sitting there like he was waiting to see if we were going to be hit anymore. I think he was as shocked as my mom and I were. How many people get hit four times in a row?
The guy said when he got out of the car it was his brakes. They were bad. So why speed down a road and not even attempt to hit the brakes until the point of impact? How dumb. But he told the cop his accelerator stuck. So, which is it? Either way, he's an idiot and my mom and I are suffering for it.
Well, the Impala ended up underneath my mom's Saturn by the time the whole thing was over and get this: the guy was worried more about his car because he was on his way to a 4th of July car show rather than be concerned that he was just in an accident that hurt two people. My mom hurt her back and hand, and I hurt my back, have a concussion (my second in 9 months) and have a sore neck.
Oh, and even better, the moron didn't have proof of insurance. Even if I don't drive my car all that much, I'm going to have it insured because anything could happen. A freak storm could have lightning strike a tree which knocks it into my garage crushing my car. You just never know. And there's no way in hell I wouldn't insure a 1964 Impala. Hello?
So, my mom's bumper is pushed in, the truck is inside where the bumper once sat, and who know's what it looks like underneath, since as I said, his car was below my mom's once all was said and done. Seriously, when my mom moved her car, we dropped a couple inches, and the moron's car bounced up a great deal.
The only good thing is my mom never hit the cop in front of us. There would have been lots more paperwork, and an investigation and we'd probably still be there dealing with this.
I had a great day off/holiday. Oh yeah, just great.