a few days ago as captain jax, the puppy, and myself were driving home from his parents house (which is quite normal) we stopped on the road, because about 4 cars in front of us an older lady was crossing the street. yes, right in the middle of 35mph of traffic she decided to take a stroll. It was a quick stop, not slam on your breaks quick, but slightly abrupt.
A few seconds later, we start moving again. Well, I take my foot off the brake type of moving, and we were slammed into from behind on the drivers side of the trunk. Captain jax was luckily holding the puppy and she wasn't injured in anyway, and we were both wearing seatbelts because we were hit hard enough to push us probably a few feet or more. There's a church parking lot right to the left of us, so the person who hit us pulled in there and we followed. As we park and I'm cursing the driver as he steps out because he looks like a punk kid, captain jax says that he knows him! The kid applied for a job at his work place, but they couldn't hire him. Why? because he's been convicted of a felon.
He's cursing himself, and apologizing profusely, and I'm trying not to rip into him, because he was obviously not paying the slightest bit of attention since we were stopped for I'd say at least 5 seconds, and were starting to move again when he hit us.
We call the police to get an officer out there, because all this kid can find is his registration, he can't find his insurance. I was furious! the bumper wasn't completely wreaked, it did it's job. It's scratched up pretty well, with paint from the other car all over that corner. The kids car though, that's a whole other story. the front end where he hit us was completely crunched up. it's going to cost them a bundle to fix.
The kid's girlfriend shows up, his parents show up, and also apologize to us, and then the police show up. our puppy is going crazy in the car, just wanted to see everyone and be apart of this I suppose. The kid's parents can't find the insurance anywhere either. I wanted to wring his neck, I'm not going to lie, especially after hearing him dump a bunch of glass bottles over the fence from the back of his car. No wonder he had a felony, probably under age drinking.
finally about an hour later, after standing out in the cold, waiting for the police officer to get everything written up for us, we can leave. The kid was cited for it, and we're given a case number on the accident.
This was the first real accident I've been in, one where we had to wait for the police to come, where we had to exchange the information. Good thing captain jax was there to handle it. The other other accidents I've been in were quite small. I was on a date with captain jax once and we were stopped in an aisle in the parking lot and got backed into. Driving with my sister back from something we got rear-ended by my dad who was following us (and talking on the cell-phone) and once my brother-in-law's little brother (yeah, that big tall guy) ran into the back of my truck. So that's the extent of my accident. little ones that weren't too important, or at least, I didn't have to do much work. but the trying to get ahold of insurance companies, and get claims filed so we can fix the car, it's just frustating. This is what living like this does.