In this thread I posted about a recent car accident I was in as a passenger.
I had to abandon the thread because my friend who was driving did not want me to talk about it until the police report was finished.
Well I picked up the report today and it is quite interesting.
It seems according to witnesses behind the silver car it went through a stop sign without applying the brakes. This caused it to be where my car wanted to be pushing my car 90 degrees. The push turned my car into a passing car causing it to turn 18- degrees.
I was not driving at the time because I was tired.
The “strange” thing is the silver car was being driven by the mother of a friend of mine.
The blue car was driven by the sister of someone who is on one of the teams in my bowling league.
I’m confused about one thing, wasn’t the blue car yours? So why is it strange that you knew the driver?
ETA: Just reread the OP, now I’m more confused. I thought Tom was driving your car?
You think that’s “strange”? Check this one out:
Pretty crazy that the gal went across the median and hit her own cousin… what are the odds?
Last year I pulled out of a restaurant parking lot and wasn’t paying the attention that I should have been. I ended up in a very minor fender bender with a young lady who was driving slowly down the street. I backed up into the parking lot and she pulled in.
It was a beautiful sunny day and the deck of the restaurant was full of people enjoying lunch. They all watched as I got out of my car and she got out of hers and we walked towards each other…and gave each other a big hug. All of the diners had confused WTF looks on their face.
It turns out the other driver goes to the same Bikram yoga studio as me and we had chatted several times before and after class in the past.
Every single time I go to the Seattle Tacoma International Airport, I run into someone I know.
Every single time.
Whether or not Seattle is my final destination. This does not even count anyone who may or may not be meeting me at SeaTac. If someone is scheduled to meet me at SeaTac, I merely run into two people I know.
It’s not even a really small sample size of visits to SeaTac (well, you know, as sample sizes of visits to international airports go). I’ve been there dozens of times. Possibly as many as 100 in my lifetime.
