So someone hit my car last week.
It was parked on the curb, right in front of my house. (We have four cars and a packed garage, so.) I heard a super loud smack, but thought someone had dropped a large appliance on the sidewalk until Mel appeared in my doorway with someone hit your car.
Outside I scurried in pajamas and slippers (working from home is awesome) and I beheld the scene you see inset. The driver was very apologetic, and luckily unharmed. Sheād been fiddling with something on her dashboard and wasnāt even looking at the road, so she hit my car at full speed. The photo is framed as it is because my car had been parked with its rear wheel on that grate, and with the parking brake on. Thatās how far she knocked it. (Speed limit on this street is 25, by the way.)
I felt kinda bad for her, but at the same time, that this even happened is terrifying. I donāt know if a human being would have survived the same impact. She said sheās ānormally such a safe driverāāI guess sheās only a dangerous driver sometimes, then, and it turns out those are the times when you hit things.
Called 911; couple police cars came to direct traffic around her and file an accident report, and a flatbed tow truck took her car off. I had to leave my car āparkedā in front of a fire hydrant overnight, because the rear axle was bent so much that it doesnāt move at all.
My car was towed to a local shop the day after; they called me back earlier this week with an estimate around $7400. The driverās insurance is paying for absolutely everything without question, though, so I shouldnāt be out a dime over this. I have a rental in the meantime.
This is actually the second time this has happened; early this year I was street-parked on the other side of the street, and I awoke to find a conspicuous dent in the driverās side door. And when I say ādentā, I mean it spanned the bottom of the door up to the window; looked like a shopping cart had hit it at an angle while going 40. Iād only slept for a few hours the night before, and Mel had been awake through the night, but neither of us heard or saw anything. Donāt know what happened or who did it. I thought it would be a simple fix, but the shop had to replace the entire door, I had to pay a few hundred deductible, and my insurance went up. Super.
Iāve never hit anything, never gotten a ticket, never even been pulled over. I live in a fairly sleepy town, not on a major road. And in two years my car has been hit twice, while parked at home. Iām just gonna start parking on the lawn.
Below are some photos of my poor darling car. Consider this a test of this fancybox plugin gallery plugin.