My first and only accident. I was traveling east bound on a main through street at about 40mph. As I was passing under an over pass to a major intersection, a 96 year old male traveling north bound, using an oxygen support device, ran his read light. Due to the overpass I was unable to see him until I cleared it.
The old bag then proceeded to strike the front right fender of my 87 Bronco II with his early 70's Cadillac at about 60mph. I then proceeded to do a full 720 landing back on my wheels. It was almost like a roller coaster ride...
The thing that stands out the most is some random guy coming up to my window just after I stopped rolling and asking me if I was alright.
Some guy I didn't know: "Dude, are you alright!"
me: "Yeah..."
Some guy I didn't know: "Dude, you just ******* rolled like twice!... That was ******* awsome"
me: "Yeah... I guess..."
Looking back I think he may have been stoned
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My first was my fault, kinda. It was the night X-Men 2 opened up and I was hedding to see it. Because I was living in western NY at the time there was still a bit of slush on the roads. Well, a nice brand new Lexus for some reason stopped at a green light, there was no left turn option only right and he was in the left lane, knowing that I would not be able to stop in time I quickly checked behind and beside me for head lights. (bout a month before I was hit by a deer that ripped my right side mirror off and since only the left was required to pass inspection I never replaced it) Seeing none I flipped on my blinker and procceded to change lanes, right into the side of a POS Honda Civic with rims that prolly cost more than a brand new car.
Knowing that a hit and run would be a bad move We both pulled over, cops are called, I am leaning against the back of my car to hide the battle flag sticker I had, thinking that I am not dressed for this situation, 20 docs, cut off camo pants that come to my knees, tuxedo shirt with all the shiny black buttons installed, devil locks hair do, and an Maltesse Cross necklace one of my best friends gave.
Finally the cops come, and they take or statements, of course the guy I jit and his friend both claim to have had thier lights on while I changed lanes like a maniac and slammed into the "DUBS". I took my Citaion like a man (a scared scared little man) called my parents so they could call Allstate and contiued on to the movie.
Now almost five years later I still calls from the Allstate laywer to go over the case, so they can have an up to date version of what happened, apperantly this guy has scammed the insurance companies before and made ot like a bandit (hence the rims) and now allstate refuses to pay for damges and medical costs.
They still wont insure me either.
Knowing that a hit and run would be a bad move We both pulled over, cops are called, I am leaning against the back of my car to hide the battle flag sticker I had, thinking that I am not dressed for this situation, 20 docs, cut off camo pants that come to my knees, tuxedo shirt with all the shiny black buttons installed, devil locks hair do, and an Maltesse Cross necklace one of my best friends gave.
Finally the cops come, and they take or statements, of course the guy I jit and his friend both claim to have had thier lights on while I changed lanes like a maniac and slammed into the "DUBS". I took my Citaion like a man (a scared scared little man) called my parents so they could call Allstate and contiued on to the movie.
Now almost five years later I still calls from the Allstate laywer to go over the case, so they can have an up to date version of what happened, apperantly this guy has scammed the insurance companies before and made ot like a bandit (hence the rims) and now allstate refuses to pay for damges and medical costs.
They still wont insure me either.
One time, I wrecked a car while I was drunk. Okay, three times I've done that, but let's talk about the second time.
My buddy was in prison at the time, so I was fUcking his little sister. We were getting drunk pretty much all day once, and decided to take a trip into the park. I was doing mid-sixties on twisting gravel roads where the limit was suppsoed to be ten miles per hour. We came to the parking area, and I stomped on the brake.
But I didn't. I stomped on the accelerator, instead. We hit a beam of wood that was suppsoed to keep cars from plowing into the ditch. It kicked the front end high into the air, and we slammed into the far side of the ditch like a spear. My pal's little sis and her friend were both sitting in the front passenger seat, sans seat belt, and I wasn't wearing mine, either. I banged against the steering wheel and broke my collar bone. They both did faceplants into the windshield.
Immediately, I threw the car in park and turned off the ignition, then I hopped out of the smoldering wreckage. I couldn't breathe. The girls emerged a moment later. The one girl was missing a couple teeth, and my friend's sister had an obviously broken nose. They were crying.
"We need to move, now," I barked at them and proceeeded to make my way into the park. My plan was to get to a pay phone and call some friends to help me push the car out of the ditch so I could abandon it somewhere less conspicuous. They didn't move; they just stood there crying.
"Cry while you walk!" I ordered, and they obeyed. We hiked through the park, to a service station and I made the call. This was before everyone had a cell phone.
My buddies came and helped me push the car out of the ditch, and I somehow drove it about half a mile, out of the park, and left it in front of someone's house. Pretty much as soon as I parked it, the front driver's side tire exploded. I laughed. At least I wasn't going to get ticketed.
Then I hopped in my friend's car and we dropped the girls off. There was one really angry mother. I told her to fUck off. My pal and I went to the casino and got drunker.
The next day I went to the hospital. Afterward, I called a junk yard and they gave me fifty bucks for my car as they towed it away.
Fin.
My buddy was in prison at the time, so I was fUcking his little sister. We were getting drunk pretty much all day once, and decided to take a trip into the park. I was doing mid-sixties on twisting gravel roads where the limit was suppsoed to be ten miles per hour. We came to the parking area, and I stomped on the brake.
But I didn't. I stomped on the accelerator, instead. We hit a beam of wood that was suppsoed to keep cars from plowing into the ditch. It kicked the front end high into the air, and we slammed into the far side of the ditch like a spear. My pal's little sis and her friend were both sitting in the front passenger seat, sans seat belt, and I wasn't wearing mine, either. I banged against the steering wheel and broke my collar bone. They both did faceplants into the windshield.
Immediately, I threw the car in park and turned off the ignition, then I hopped out of the smoldering wreckage. I couldn't breathe. The girls emerged a moment later. The one girl was missing a couple teeth, and my friend's sister had an obviously broken nose. They were crying.
"We need to move, now," I barked at them and proceeeded to make my way into the park. My plan was to get to a pay phone and call some friends to help me push the car out of the ditch so I could abandon it somewhere less conspicuous. They didn't move; they just stood there crying.
"Cry while you walk!" I ordered, and they obeyed. We hiked through the park, to a service station and I made the call. This was before everyone had a cell phone.
My buddies came and helped me push the car out of the ditch, and I somehow drove it about half a mile, out of the park, and left it in front of someone's house. Pretty much as soon as I parked it, the front driver's side tire exploded. I laughed. At least I wasn't going to get ticketed.
Then I hopped in my friend's car and we dropped the girls off. There was one really angry mother. I told her to fUck off. My pal and I went to the casino and got drunker.
The next day I went to the hospital. Afterward, I called a junk yard and they gave me fifty bucks for my car as they towed it away.
Fin.
Belkira the Tulip wrote:
I'm not sure I understand how this could be a "50/50 thing," if she plowed into you.
Yeah. Not seeing the 50/50 either. If the other car hit you with their front into the side/rear of your car, it's their fault. It's not like your car can somehow manage to drive sideways into the front of theirs. The general rule is that you are responsible for anything in the path you are driving. Barring traffic lights being run, anytime you drive into something, it's your fault.
Now. Given that this was in a parking lot, and depending on the state you are in, it may simply fall under a "no fault" category, in which case it is settled 50/50 regardless of who was the dummy (which may be what the cop was talking about).
King Nobby wrote:
More words please
It might be 50/50 depending how why and how she hit me, no there was no way I could have dodged her. It's just what my insurance lady told me would be the worst possible scenario. The lady was out of her car spinning her **** that I was going to fast etc. etc. etc. I was not ready for that I just said what happened and may have missed some key points.
LobsterJohnson the Sly wrote:
It might be 50/50 depending how why and how she hit me, no there was no way I could have dodged her. It's just what my insurance lady told me would be the worst possible scenario. The lady was out of her car spinning her sh*t that I was going to fast etc. etc. etc. I was not ready for that I just said what happened and may have missed some key points.
If I were handling your claim, the other party would definitely be at fault, for the same reason others have already stated: she hit you. Even if you were drunk and stoned.
Edited, Oct 9th 2007 6:53pm by Barkingturtle
Grandfather Barkingturtle wrote:
LobsterJohnson the Sly wrote:
It might be 50/50 depending how why and how she hit me, no there was no way I could have dodged her. It's just what my insurance lady told me would be the worst possible scenario. The lady was out of her car spinning her sh*t that I was going to fast etc. etc. etc. I was not ready for that I just said what happened and may have missed some key points.
If I were handling your claim, the other party would definitely be at fault, for the same reason others have already stated: she hit you. Even if you were drunk and stoned.
Repair people called to say that the car is more than likely totaled. Also the insurance lady called and said the ladies story doesn't add up with the damages, and that it's almost a open and shut kinda thing hopefully... I dont trust people in her line of work...
Edited, Oct 11th 2007 5:18pm by LobsterJohnson
Edited, Oct 11th 2007 5:18pm by LobsterJohnson
LobsterJohnson the Sly wrote:
Repair people called to say that the car is more than likely totaled. Also the insurance lady called and said the ladies story doesn't add up with the damages, and that it's almost a open and shut kinda thing hopefully... I dont trust people in her line of work...
Edited, Oct 11th 2007 5:18pm by LobsterJohnson
Edited, Oct 11th 2007 5:18pm by LobsterJohnson
Here is to your new car. Edited, Oct 11th 2007 6:21pm by jackjeckel
jackjeckel the Pest wrote:
LobsterJohnson the Sly wrote:
Repair people called to say that the car is more than likely totaled. Also the insurance lady called and said the ladies story doesn't add up with the damages, and that it's almost a open and shut kinda thing hopefully... I dont trust people in her line of work...
Edited, Oct 11th 2007 5:18pm by LobsterJohnson
Edited, Oct 11th 2007 5:18pm by LobsterJohnson
Here is to your new car. Edited, Oct 11th 2007 6:21pm by jackjeckel
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