She’s coming home, has a green light solidly in front of her and this piece of shit blows through the red light, clips the left rear of her car and spins her for a 180, then takes on off like a bat outta hell. She’s all right, but her car, which she has worked her ass off to buy, is now a boat anchor.
Some good things came out of this, though. Some very nice folks saw it all happen, stopped to help and actually got involved by giving statements to the police. And the topper…the piece of shit lost his license plate in the collision. Needless to say, the cops pounced right on it and his life will become a miserable hell in a day or so.
And it will continue to be a miserable hell for quite some time if I have anything to say about it.
(An anti-Pit sideline: I was highly impressed by the professionalism of the officer that handled the wreck. I intend to call the constable’s office later and say so to her watch commander.)
Glad that nobody was hurt. Make sure they throw the book at the fucker who was driving. Press charges and make sure your insurance people collect from his or sue his ass, whichever is appropriate.
I’m glad your daughter is OK. Make sure she has all the info she can gather about her car available, so when his insurance company settles they’ll pay for everything. And take comfort in the fact that this asshat got caught, and will be charged with a wide variety of violations. I’m not sure about Texas but in some states leaving the scene of an accident is considered a criminal violation, so that’ll be very not fun for him.
Glad to hear the daughter is OK. Guy was probably drunk, or didn’t have a license (or both), and figured fleeing was the least crime.
License plate falling off is a good sign that God/Buddha/Allah/Great Spirit/Whatever has a sense of humor. I’d love to see the look on that guy’s face when he goes to look at the damage when he gets home and ralizes his license plate is gone.
Hope your daughter is OK, neck injuries can creep up days later if you know what I mean.
Same damn thing happened to my brother, 'cept the cretin could only go about a half-block before the tires were completely out of air and the front grill was creating too much friction with the pavement for the front wheel drive cars rims to overcome. When the guy stopped, finally, my brother had already walked up the the driver door and tapped on the glass. “Where the fuck do you think you’re going?”
Turns out it was a kid who’d borrowed dad’s car without permission.
I am glad your daughter is OK.
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Has she received any calls or letters from various professionals concerned about her health? I was in an accident on Sunday at 5:00 P.M., I have already gotten 2 phonecalls from doctors offices. When I got home today, there were 3 letters from attorneys interested in my case. < Minor Highjack>
Did the witnesses get a look at the driver? Just in case he tries to claim his car was stolen. I wish you the best of luck in getting this scrungebucket.
Yeah, I was gonna say, if you haven’t already, you should carefully coach your daughter in the fine art of putting one’s hand to the back of one’s neck and saying, “Oh, my spine and soft tissue.”
When you described the collision, i checked to see whether your location was Baltimore. Blowing through red lights seems to be what people do for fun in this town.
So glad your daughter is ok - cars can be replaced, people not so much. I hope when the other driver is caught, he gets the book thrown at him.
My car was totalled by a hit and run driver a few months ago. Unfortunately, witnesses only got a description of the car, no license plate number. I’m still not quite over being mad - not because of the car (replaced, see above" but because the jerk didn’t care if I was injured and wasn’t willing to take responsibility for his/her fuck-up.
I ocne saw a non-hit -and run fitting that exact description, to a point. Poor guy right in gront of me started to go on green, when some girl (maybe college, maybe high-school) came blasting out of the right like a fireball. I mean, she had to be beating the speed limit by 20 mph. Poor guy right in front of me got smashed, spun around, and started zooming off in shock going the wrong way up back up the road! :eek:
He was OK, though, and I pulled over, checked with the girl was OK (since the guy in front had gone somewhere I couldn’t see. He was a small old indian man, the kind every likes because they’re kind of funny. In retrospect, I think he talked to me so he could avoid yelling at her for nearly killing him. He was not happy. The girl, to my slight irritation, immediately called her parents.
Yeah, well - even if he doesn’t, have a good accounting of the costs, and put everything in there. I mean, even down to the costs of the stuff you had in the car (I once had a VCR and several cases of beer reimbursed when I got rear-ended). In short, make sure you can prove the case if his insurance company tries to lowball you.
I almost GOT into a wreck like that once. It was late (10:30 PM or so) and I was coming home from picking up a late dinner at a fast-food place. I’m on this little two-lane, 25 MPH tertiary road and the cross-street was a six-lane 35 MPH primary. (I’d give the streets, but only people who know Albuquerque would have any idea of where I’m talking about.) Anyway, I’m sitting at the red light, not really paying attention because the whole area is pretty empty and it’s a long light for the street I’m on. The light goes green and I don’t even hit the gas for a second or two (not intently watching the light and in no hurry anyway), but I start going and then all of a sudden I catch something out of the corner of my eye coming from my right. I managed to hit the brake just in time to keep from getting T-boned by this idiot teenage girl who had to be doing at least 40, and I wouldn’t be surprised if it was closer to 50. I think I would’ve come out better if we had wrecked–I was driving my 1980 Volvo station wagon and she was driving some new kinda-sporty car. I’ll put two tons of steel up against a new car any day when it comes to wrecks. The only thing that saved the wreck was the slight delay I took in getting off and that I had to go across three or four lanes of traffic before I got to her lane, which gave me a little extra time.
The officer ran the plate immediately. As of that time, it had not been reported stolen. We’re supposed to hear from the Accident Division investigators in a day or so for follow-up; the car might have been stolen and the owner didn’t know yet at the time of the accident.
They did give a partial description, but it really won’t matter. The owner of the car is liable, from what I understand, and his insurance will have to cover everything.
If the car was stolen genuinely, he’s off the hook. But if he claims it was stolen just to get out from under the onus of the wreck, he’s going to be in deep kimchi.
