So I'm sitting in my car at the stop sign to pull out of the University (UCF) parking garage, and some dumbarse in a 1988 Camaro takes the turn to wide. Instead of waiting for me to pull out so he can have clearance to make the corner he keeps pulling forward. I yell out my open window at him "STOP you don't have room" and I lay on my horn. What does the dumba$$ do? Why he keeps going and plows into my car of course!:eek:
SO then the really fun part begins. Instead of stopping as soon as he hits me, he keeps going, pushing my car sideways and continuing to gash the driver side of the car. When he gets to my rear wheel well he finally decides, "damn I should stop and back up!" well, back up he does, but wait he's not done! He backs up 3 feet or so, and tries the corner again, this time nailing the corner of my rear bumper!:eek:
Only then do I get out of the car, and loudly demand "WHAT THE FU<K!!! are you drunk you dumba$$?" with which he replies "Oh well, I guess this is what insurance is for" AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! How do stupid people survive life???
I was SOOOOO tempted to pop my trunk, open my tool box (which was in there from work), and grab the sledge hammer and go to work on his car, and then him if I was still unsatisfied with just destroying his POS Camaro... fortunatly my good head kicked in, and I just got his insurance info, drivers license info, and phone #. I couldn't call the cops because I was just leaving the gym, and didn't have a cell phone in my gym shorts:(
Long story short, some dumba$$ just caused me a world of grief that I don't need/have time for right now. Is there any suggestions you guys might have? I know I should have got a police report, but I really had no way of contacting them, and since we were in a garage, no one driving by would have seen anything or notified the police:(
I'm really pissed... my car was flawless, and now it looks like all the other beater s13's running around:mad:
Sean
