Well I was stopped at the redlight coming out of a parklot, was listening to "In The Air Of Night" by Phil Collins, minding my own buisness and I saw the idiot caprice coming into the parking lot on the other side doing about 40, I didn't pay any attention to it, well needless to say about 1 minute later, he turns towards me, I couldn't move had a car infront of, beside, and behind me. And I get hit. (First time I have EVER been hit) They got out apolizing to me, saying how sorry they were and that I had a very nice car, and that by looking at it my name must be Britni, and all this other crap, then politely asks to use my cellphone to call his mom, because he didn't have his proof of insurance with him...
It's not bad enough to make a claim on insurance, so I didn't. It scrapped the back bumper up pretty good though, I buffed most of the white from his car off, but I still I have black where my red came off. I called my Daddy and he came out and checked the car for me, make sure it wasn't anything more than just scrap, and since it wasn't I was nice and didn't file a claim. I'm getting the paint on the bumper touched up tomorrow until I save up, and get the whole car painted. It could have been worse, and I'm glad its just scratched up.
It's not bad enough to make a claim on insurance, so I didn't. It scrapped the back bumper up pretty good though, I buffed most of the white from his car off, but I still I have black where my red came off. I called my Daddy and he came out and checked the car for me, make sure it wasn't anything more than just scrap, and since it wasn't I was nice and didn't file a claim. I'm getting the paint on the bumper touched up tomorrow until I save up, and get the whole car painted. It could have been worse, and I'm glad its just scratched up.
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