In My Humble Opinion, I am a good driver. I use my signals, I have added extra convex mirrors to my side mirrors in order to get rid of blind spots.
I check my blind spots, I don’t tailgate.
Oh, how things can change!!
Wednesday, I rear ended someone while I was trying to be carefull. It was raining and slippery, and I knew my tires were so-so, so I was making sure to leave extra space.
It still wasn’t enough. I slammed into her doing about 20-25 KM/H. Now I have to make an insurance claim, lose my car for a while etc…etc…It was my fault!!
This was all while I was trying to leave extra space. I used to laugh at people who tailgated, 'cuz I was being safe.
I hate it when I’m wrong.
FOR THE LOVE OF GAWD!! get off my bumper, cuz you’re not going to be able to stop.
Don’t be so hard on yourself, son. It could happen to anybody. (To tell you the truth, I, as the worst driver in the world, am surprised I haven’t caused a seventeen car pile-up yet.)
One of my friends has been having trouble with a leaky master cylinder in his Sebring convertible for a few weeks. They keep checking it, and saying “We don’t see a problem,” but he still has to fill it up every few days. The other day he rear-ended another car. Of course, it’s his fault. The fact that the dealership didn’t ever fix his leaking master cylinder has NOTHING to do with it. Now he can’t buy the Z3 he’s been saving for because of insurance premiums from his accident. Fucking dealerships.