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Yeah, I was hit by a drunk driver today.
We'd just finished up the first paper route and were on our way to the next one when the other car just came flying around the corner. To call his speed excessive would be an understatement. He ended up drifting and skidding sideways down the center of the road. I hit the brakes but there was nowhere to go, and he slammed into me. I hate that moment where you can see it coming and know it's gonna hurt and there's just nothing you can do about it except sit there and take it.
The car is a total loss. It breaks my heart; it was my first car! We're okay, though. Hubs is sore but alright. The dog was sitting on his lap and got the full force of the airbag, but other than a minor abrasion he's fine too. My knee is scuffed and my foot is badly bruised to where I can't really walk much on it and I'm off work for two days, but nothing is broken.
I don't know if the dog will ever want to ride in a car again. I know I was screaming when the accident happened (I actually thought there was a fire in the car somewhere and I couldn't open my door so I was losing my shit; fortunately it was just dirty yucky airbag fumes), and I *thought* Hubs was as well. He told me later that it was the dog that was screaming, though. I swear, I never want to hear that sound coming out of my dog again.
There was another car ahead of us that saw what happened and stopped and called the police and EMTs for us and acted as witnesses. Another paper carrier came and took us home so we could get Hubby's car and go to the ER. The other driver was arrested for DUI. To his credit he did stay and was very remorseful. He didn't seem super drunk, but tipsy driving is still drunk driving and he was still a fucking idiot, but at least he didn't try and flee the scene or anything like that (his car was still driveable to an extent).
Insurance should cover medical bills. My car is not worth a whole lot of money, though...not enough to buy another car like it (it was a '97 Mitsubishi Mirage with well over 200,000 miles on it, and it was my baby...). Going to say goodbye to it tomorrow when we stop by the impound lot and empty the trunk. It was my first car.
Here's a shot of the front end to give you some idea:
(*Mod Edit - Resized image for those with smaller screens. Click on image to restore to full picture.)
Ung...we just replaced that fender and headlight like two weeks ago, too.
We'd just finished up the first paper route and were on our way to the next one when the other car just came flying around the corner. To call his speed excessive would be an understatement. He ended up drifting and skidding sideways down the center of the road. I hit the brakes but there was nowhere to go, and he slammed into me. I hate that moment where you can see it coming and know it's gonna hurt and there's just nothing you can do about it except sit there and take it.
The car is a total loss. It breaks my heart; it was my first car! We're okay, though. Hubs is sore but alright. The dog was sitting on his lap and got the full force of the airbag, but other than a minor abrasion he's fine too. My knee is scuffed and my foot is badly bruised to where I can't really walk much on it and I'm off work for two days, but nothing is broken.
I don't know if the dog will ever want to ride in a car again. I know I was screaming when the accident happened (I actually thought there was a fire in the car somewhere and I couldn't open my door so I was losing my shit; fortunately it was just dirty yucky airbag fumes), and I *thought* Hubs was as well. He told me later that it was the dog that was screaming, though. I swear, I never want to hear that sound coming out of my dog again.
There was another car ahead of us that saw what happened and stopped and called the police and EMTs for us and acted as witnesses. Another paper carrier came and took us home so we could get Hubby's car and go to the ER. The other driver was arrested for DUI. To his credit he did stay and was very remorseful. He didn't seem super drunk, but tipsy driving is still drunk driving and he was still a fucking idiot, but at least he didn't try and flee the scene or anything like that (his car was still driveable to an extent).
Insurance should cover medical bills. My car is not worth a whole lot of money, though...not enough to buy another car like it (it was a '97 Mitsubishi Mirage with well over 200,000 miles on it, and it was my baby...). Going to say goodbye to it tomorrow when we stop by the impound lot and empty the trunk. It was my first car.
Here's a shot of the front end to give you some idea:
(*Mod Edit - Resized image for those with smaller screens. Click on image to restore to full picture.)
Ung...we just replaced that fender and headlight like two weeks ago, too.
He is my Black Dragon (and yes, a good one) strong, protective, the guardian. I am his Silver Dragon, always by his side, shining for him, cherishing him.
holy crap! I'm glad everyone is ok.
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