Hey, I passed the Illinois written test for the driver's license, got my plates, got my new registration, and my title will be coming in four weeks!
And then, not five minutes after we left, I was rear-ended by a hit-and-run driver.
The day started poorly after Butternut and Sable had a fight and Butternut has a giant scratch down her nose. Blood and everything.
We were in and out of the Secretary of State office (where you have to go in Illinois for car stuff) in less than an hour. Then, we were coming up to the road where we needed to turn left. There was a left turn lane, then 2 lanes beside that.
The left turn lane was all backed up, so much so that people lined up on the median, half in the lane half out. I didn't have a chance to pull closer to the median. I was still in the travel lane with my blinker on, stopped. It was obvious we were all backed up.
Then I saw a Toyota sedan in my rear view mirror, traveling way too fast, and I yelled "Shit!" because I knew she was going to hit us.
BAM! she smashes into the passenger side bumper, cracking it in half and tearing it from my chassis. She also hit and dented above the tail light, but we didn't get a photo of that yet.
But it gets better. SHE FUCKING DRIVES AWAY!!!
I'm honking my horn, screaming at my girlfriend to get the plate, and she's arguing with me saying the girl is just turning into the parking lot. Yeah, no. As soon as she hits me she swerves into the far right lane, speeds up to the light, and takes off. I'm beeping my horn and try to follow her, but she's way too far ahead. We see her turn into a supermarket parking lot, and we follow, but apparently she turned around and came out the other way. She never stopped.
I say "she" because my girlfriend saw her. Young kid. Motherfucker. If I could get ahold of her I'd punch her in her fucking face.
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Eventually we stopped in the supermarket lot and called police. Not much they can do.
My deductible is $1000 fucking dollars. ONE THOUSAND DOLLARS for this bitch to hit me and drive away! Who knows how much it's going to cost to fix. Insurance will pay that of course, but Jesus Christ!
I called my mom after it happened, and then Dad called me back and said he would give me the money.
My girlfriend and I are both sore. My neck and wrist hurt and her hip and left shoulder hurt.
GOD.
We were supposed to go to a concert tonight, but we're both not up to it. That's $60 for tickets down the drain because of this.
I've been driving for 21 years in some of the scariest traffic in NY and NJ (George Washington Bridge, Lincoln Tunnel, *anywhere* on the NJ Turnpike, stressful) and I've never been in an accident. Never. Here, we move in three weeks ago and this happens.
Welcome to fucking Illinois! Fuck.