FULL FIST! I've been in about 3 accidents with other people. Other people always lose the plot. I love these threads.
So like my first one I was delivering pizza and I'm like "**** **** GOTTA HURRY, PIZZA TIME!" So I jump in my car, crank teh iPod, pull out towards the highway. It's night And I decide to use the gap created by the car turning into my street to cross the road. Double lane highway. The Ford Courier, obscured by the turning car slams into my drivers side.
I bump my head and come to, Their roo bar is blocking my door, preventing my exit, so I get out the passenger side. Fucken, glass everywhere, all over the road. It's right outside the pizza shop. People are everywhere, getting helped out by strangers, everyone is fussing unnecessarily event hough I'm fine. I hear the other people are fine. I think I met them sitting down on the side of the lawn, I said I was sorry. Some stranger takes me to her place and I watch telly. Visit the hospital and pass their look around text. Dad asks about the other people "Oh they came through earlier, they'll be ok"
Pizza companyinsurance not only covers it all, but overvalues the price of my (two week in my possession) car by about a grand, minus the $900 excess, I make $100!
Accident number 2 was at a carpark in Australind. it was Australia day and 17 year olds were hassling me to buy them piss, I was probably already over the limit anyway but somehow I agreed to drive them past the bottle-o to prove to them that it was closed because, ****, it's 9pm on Australia day. Some other fat bitch is also driving around for no reason, probably looking for a meat pie shop. Anyway, as I'm turning left (Non Brits, Aussies, Japs and Kiwis should keep in mind that we drive on the left) Somehow I hit someone driving the other way in the right lane? How is this possible? Oh by the fact that she wasn't in the right lane at all and rather in the middle of the fucking road like the fat bitch who requires more room she is. I foolishly decide to do the right thing and stop and get out and not just drive my mostly undamaged car out of there. Bitch gets out and loses the plot. "AWWW WAHH WAH THIS ISN'T EVEN MY CAR LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE THIS IS TERRIBLE" I probably should've asked if she even had a licence (fat women cannot distract driving testers with shirt skirts as easily) We swap numbers as her fiancé comes down to assess the situation. No ****, I wrot emy details on the only paper she had in her car, a bag from a bakery.
Fiancé comes down and claims it's my fault as she had right of way. I suggest that it is difficult for a car as small as mine to hit the door of a car in another lane. We agree not to call the cops because the damage looked to be less than $1000. (And I was probably over the limit.) Turns out they went to Chet-Rippo's Dent Fix'ems for the repair quote on their most common car door in the country door. $1500. The damage depletes all the money I had saved to start university. He was being an arsehole throughout the whole thing, albiet calm and collected while his girlfriend continues to misplace her **** in teh background. He didn't even shake my hand when I offered.
Don't worry though because there is a happy ending to this story. About eighteen months later I heard through my parents (because WA is such a small place) that the bloke had recently died. HAH! Who's number 1 now dickhead? I would've been happier if I heard that the fat girl was dead instead though.
My third accident involved rear ending someone who stalled when they went to drive off at a give way sign on a highway. I just kept on trucking into their rear. We drive out of the intersection and pull over. Well, I pull over. The old crab driving decides that he's content to stop his car, engine running, on the road, 15 metres from the giveway/traffic lights intersection. This is the Leach Highway/Stirling Highway intersection, possibly the most congested intersection south of the river. Traffic includes freight trucks and ****.
Anyway so he gets out and loses the plot. I might as well not exist, he's angry at his car for being smashed, my car for hitting it, me for being 20, Leach Highway for existing and every single person driving past abusing him for parking where he was. It was golden, one car even stopped alongside and the guy in the passenger seat winds down his window "how's the damage? Is the car still roadworthy?"
"Yeah!" Old crab replies
"THEN FUCKEN MOVE IT" random hero yells back as they drive off.
While this is going on I'm calmly swapping details with his wife and trying not to laugh. She was definitely a gilf.
The bad news, I was uninsured at this time and their repairs cost over $3000. Their insurer was really cool about it though and said that if I paid in 30 days (they contacted me about 3 months after the accident) they'd make it $2000. I agreed and paid them in 40 days. I'm such a champ. My repairs cost about $400 and they did a super job.
Anyway Maverick, it's good to hear you're getting into accidents and **** and coming across all of society's upstanding citizens. Keep it up!
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