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Today I totalled my car.
The pretty new Altima is gone.
Some lady pulled out in front of me and even though I wasn't speeding, I couldn't stop. Police report or whatever says that it wasn't my fault.
But my car.
Well, my car is very obviously fucked. The hood is crumbled back like one of those pull tab cans of ravioli, somehow the bumper and grill got smashed in while the transmission (I think?) and the radiator are sticking out. The windshield is busted and the seatbelt (which I was thankfully wearing) was almost ripped from the car.
Luckily, I escaped with only bruised ribs and a cut/burn from the airbag on my arm.
The other lady was fine, too. She was all dramatic and they put her on a streacher and neck brace and everything and I refused to go to the hospital until my dad got there and insisted that they take me.
Now that I have some pain killers in me I want to go to sleep and NOT think about how in the fuck I'm going to get a new car.
I'm just glad that everyone is okay.
Done.
The pretty new Altima is gone.
Some lady pulled out in front of me and even though I wasn't speeding, I couldn't stop. Police report or whatever says that it wasn't my fault.
But my car.
Well, my car is very obviously fucked. The hood is crumbled back like one of those pull tab cans of ravioli, somehow the bumper and grill got smashed in while the transmission (I think?) and the radiator are sticking out. The windshield is busted and the seatbelt (which I was thankfully wearing) was almost ripped from the car.
Luckily, I escaped with only bruised ribs and a cut/burn from the airbag on my arm.
The other lady was fine, too. She was all dramatic and they put her on a streacher and neck brace and everything and I refused to go to the hospital until my dad got there and insisted that they take me.
Now that I have some pain killers in me I want to go to sleep and NOT think about how in the fuck I'm going to get a new car.
I'm just glad that everyone is okay.
Done.