Fortunately, nobody was hurt when you slammed into the back of our new (new to us, anyway) car this morning. Unfortunately, you are apparently unhurt. That’s what I’d assume, anyway, since you somehow managed to drive off in your mangled pickup truck. I’m sure the whole story will eventually come out, as my neighbour got your plate number before you sped off and ditched the truck in the next neighbourhood.
Based on the fact that our fairly heavy sedan ended up four doors down from where I parked it, and the fact that the trunk is basically obliterated, you must have been screaming down the street. There’s no way that was a 50 km/h collision.
According to the police report, this happened at 7:15 am. I work as a temp, and by sheer luck, I had no assignment today. If I had been going to work, I’d typically be leaving the house and hopping into the car at around, oh, quarter after seven.
There’s an elementary school a block away, and from 8:00 to 8:30, the sidewalks are full of kids walking to school. The very same sidewalk that witnesses describe your truck plowing onto.
Nice job, jackass. The police have your truck, your name and your address. You shouldn’t be hard to find*
So, yay for quick neighbour witnesses, yay for nobody getting hurt, boo to hit and run idiots.
*It’s possible that the truck was stolen, and the truck’s registered owner wasn’t the one behind the wheel. In that case, some innocent guy is having an equally bad day as I am.
Thanks for the laugh! It’s been a crap day and that actually made it a little lighter.
So if the car weighs 3200 lbs, and it ended up 100 feet from its parking spot, how fast do you think the idiot was going? (physics were never my forte).
Oh man. I feel your pain. This happened to me many moons ago.
The asshole jumped out and said “Holy shit!”, and took off running.
It turns out it was stolen and the police eventually found him.
Not to minimize your experience, but I’m glad it was your car and not some kids walking to school.
Hopefully the authorities can solve this and nail his (or her) ass to the wall.
(After giving you some private “quality” time with the perp).
Exactly! (About the car, not kids getting hit)
It just stings because this was the first “nice” thing that the Mr. and I purchased. After years of “paying your dues” crap jobs in crap towns, we moved back to the city and treated ourselves to a 3 year old Mercedes C-class. Not the most expensive vehicle (a new F150 costs way more), but it felt like such a reward after 15 years of compact cars and econo-boxes that juuuust got you there.
I am impressed as hell, however in the fact that it took a major slam like that and the passenger compartment was virtually untouched. Anyone sitting in the back seat would be sore, and have to brush off a lot of pebbles of broken safety glass, but would be unscathed, no question. The little Toyota that we just sold? I don’t think anyone would have fared as well, especially in back seat.
Ouch. That is a nice car. Dang. Did you have any collision insurance?
That totally sucks even if you do, most insurance companies will just write it off as “Totaled” while you wait on their check in the mail. In a few weeks.
I hope you all will be doing OK in the meantime.
We had that baby insured to the hilt - so it’ll be covered. We got an awesome deal on both the price and the interest rate, so I’m not sure if we can replace it without spending a few thousand more.
I’ve just been repeating to myself “It’s just metal, no one was hurt!”, but as you say, Cabin_Fever, “Dang”
My mom lives on a somewhat busy intersection – in the years before it was made a four-way stop, accidents were of the two-or-three-each-week variety.
A couple of years ago someone blew the stop sign, swerved out of the way of another car and went through my mom’s fence. She happened to be out in the yard at the time, so she went over to check on everyone. The douchebag guns it in reverse, swings back onto the road and takes off, forcing my mom to leap out of the way to avoid getting run over.
The cops came and took statements, and everyone on the scene was upset that no one got the guy’s plate number. One cop came walking back from the impacted fence and said “Oh, don’t worry…we got his plate” – and held up the license plate he left behind. Sweeeet…
Glad no one was hurt. Sucks to have that happen to any car, let alone one you’re feeling good about.
Did your neighbor by any chance get a description of the driver? I ask because my youngest grown son and I saw a truck overdo a right turn and take out an apartment building’s electrical box as we were driving, one night. We got the license, but it was dark and we didn’t think about getting any kind of description.
The cop who came out to take our statement said that it’s pretty much standard procedure for a hit and run to ditch the car and later claim it was stolen. With no driver description, it’s hard to counter that.
It’s a good thing that the electrical box and vault (in-ground wire storage area - his tire dropped down into it) stopped him. The next things in line were a flimsy wooden porch screen and an apartment’s sliding glass door.
I don’t know what the witness saw, I haven’t spoken to him but his name and address is on the police report.
I’d like to go across the street and say thanks, maybe a gift certificate for dinner or something. Would this be weird / crossing boundaries or a nice thank you?
hmmm…
The collision report from the police has buddy’s (not very common) name and address on it.
Some Facebook creeping revealed an open profile with photos of a guy driving with a beer in his hand. the caption - “driving 176 km/h on the interstate while enjoying a fine Budweiser product”
Same thing happened to my daughter. She was T-Boned by an asshole who ran a red light. She called us, we hauled ass over there and found her talking to one of the cops and laughing. Yep. The dickhead’s license plate was knocked off by the impact. We had fun frying his ass.
I will take vicarious pleasure in justice being served to your satisfaction. Had something similar happen about 20 years ago, but in the middle of the night with less severe damage. The perp was never found. I was out my deductible and that vehicle was never the same again. :-/
That was our experience, too, Hbns - three times one year. The one time we saw the hit-and-run driver, it was a truck with snow piled up over the license plate so we couldn’t bust his ignorant ass. There is a special level of hell for hit-and-run drivers, and I’m terribly glad you were able to bust yours, Jimmy.
