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I just had one of the worst days of my life. On my way home about 4 hours ago some drunk turned left into me while I was going 70. Thank god I was able to hit my brakes and swerve far enough not to T-bone him, but it wasn't far enough to keep him from hitting my left side to send me flying through the ditch sideways.
After my car stopped spinning, I then had to climb out of my window and chace the bastard down because he drove off. He then ran into his house a block away and had his wife come out and clame she was driving. The whole time I was coughing up pieces of glass. A few of his neighbors luckily saw the whole thing and called the police. Once the police got there, they both ended up getting arrested and charged with multiple counts. I also soon found out that he had been drinking of course, without a license, without insurance, without tags, and in his dead father's truck!
Unfortanetly, my car didn't fare nearly as well as I did, not that I turned out so great. I only have one rim still attached to the car, and a pile that stretches a quarter block along the highway that once used to be my pride and joy. My entire drivers side is stripped off and shattered, tires laying everywhere except on my car, center console and dash are laying on my passenger seat, and none of the doors or hatches will open.
Now the only thing I have left to look foward to is getting screwed by the insurance companies and probably only getting enough to afford some kind of compact car to replace my baby.
After my car stopped spinning, I then had to climb out of my window and chace the bastard down because he drove off. He then ran into his house a block away and had his wife come out and clame she was driving. The whole time I was coughing up pieces of glass. A few of his neighbors luckily saw the whole thing and called the police. Once the police got there, they both ended up getting arrested and charged with multiple counts. I also soon found out that he had been drinking of course, without a license, without insurance, without tags, and in his dead father's truck!
Unfortanetly, my car didn't fare nearly as well as I did, not that I turned out so great. I only have one rim still attached to the car, and a pile that stretches a quarter block along the highway that once used to be my pride and joy. My entire drivers side is stripped off and shattered, tires laying everywhere except on my car, center console and dash are laying on my passenger seat, and none of the doors or hatches will open.
Now the only thing I have left to look foward to is getting screwed by the insurance companies and probably only getting enough to afford some kind of compact car to replace my baby.
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