Wednesday, June 27, 2007

On the Disabled List: '92 Honda Civic

Yesterday afternoon, I was on my way home from several apartment-viewing appointments when a young driver swerved to avoid another car and fishtailed her car into mine. No one was hurt, thankfully, but my poor car. It's 15 years old, and so any damage has the potential to be a total loss. Oh woe. The other car struck my poor baby immediately above the left front wheel well. Driving home from the accident I could hear the tire rubbing the plastic wheel well that is painfully bent out of shape. Woe woe. At the time of the accident, the other driver all but admitted fault. After the accident, her grandfather called me to tell me I had better contact my insurance company because "if you rear-ended her, you are at fault." Now tell me how I rear-ended a person with the side of my car! That son of a bitch. I hate it when people won't take responsibility for their actions. But that sonofabitch got me nervous. What if the insurance company decides that it was a rear-ending? Oh woe! I'm all a-dither.

My insurance agent said that in lane changes it often comes down to he said-she said, but that sometimes the damage makes liability irrefutable. I'm not one to pray for things like this (especially since I don't really believe in a god who could answer), but dear god, please let this be one of those irrefutable cases.

Woe!

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