In Central Florida, taking a left hand turn at an intersection. It was about 11pm. The light was green, I didn't see any on coming head lights. I start taking my left and then out of literally nowhere this '99 Infinity T-bones me as I'm making the left. I am pretty sure she came flying out of the Publix parking lot and had no headlights on. The front of my car was totally smashed in, but the air bags did not deploy and I barely moved. I got out my car, pissed as hell, but went into to action once I noticed how fucked up the bitch who hit me was. Her airbags went off, her front end dented, her collar bone was broken and upper right arm. I called the EMTs and Police and once they came they just shitted on me like no tomorrow.
"License, Registration, and Proof of Insurance please," said the Officer.
"I have my license and registration, but we don't carry insurance cards in Massachusetts. Its law we have to be insured and its stamped on my registration," I said.
"What the hell are you talking about. I don't believe you. Everyone gets insurance cards. Where is your proof of insurance?! Also, get a FL license, its the law!" he said sternly.
"It's on the registration, what else do you want me to tell you sir!"
So I got a ticket for a moving violation (failure to yeild) and a ticket for lack of proof of insurance. SUCH BULLSHIT! I paid the moving violation, but fuck the insurance one.
Now here comes the real irrate part. I get the crash report, my predicted speed 5mph, her predicted speed 55mph, IN A 35MPH ZONE! 20mph over the limit. I know in Massachusetts, a speeding violation takes presendence over a moving violation. I didn't bother with it. I called the lady like a week later to make sure she was okay. The conversation was okay, but then she ended it with "We thought YOU might have killed my baby. I just got pregnant." Thanks lady, makes me feel real good inside. I would have LOVED to have that whore sue me. I would have totally busted out some crazy physics and show that she was really at fault. I'm sorry, but if the ENTIRE front end of my car is punched in to my windsheild and your body is all fucked up, you must have been going pretty fucking fast. I win the suit and I will drain you dry. Either her good luck or her wise lawyer made her not pursue a law suit.
OH, and one last thing. My car was the lovely 2002 Subaru WRX
I really loved that car. The first car I ever bought for myself. Fucking bullshit, now I'm all angry again. <calm down Evan, you'll get your STi with in the next 2 years.>