Wednesday, January 10, 2018

I stopped at the lights. She didn't.


Bang.  That was very uncomfortable.  OR ... Los Angeles careless driving: Lights turned yellow en route to work; I looked in the mirror; saw this Nissan was a safe distance behind me; braked; stopped.  She just carried on, straight into the back of me, shunting my car forward a car's length.  I got out - fully expecting to see the whole rear of my car caved in.  However ... one missing signal light cover - that trail of red; a small dent and some abrasions on the bumper.  Her car, on the other hand, was in a sorry way.  So - albeit shaken and achey all over, I'm fine.  But oh - the length of time that it takes to deal with insurance; body shops, etc etc etc.  

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