Cars"Here in my car", said 80s pop hero Gary Numan, "I feel safest of all". He obviously never shared the same stretch of road as me, then. Automotive tales of mirth and woe, please.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 22 Apr 2010, 12:34)
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Double ThudI swear this is true!
I was rolling down the road in my trusty 406. I had not a care in the world (apart from thinking a new exhaust might be needed) after a small coming together in stop-start traffic. Yes, someone had driven into the back of me, and driven off. (This isn't the same one as pickup man, by the way.) I'd finished a good day at work, and I was off to see the most beautiful woman in the world (pinkgoddess).
A colleague phoned. He was gently taking the piss out of my most recent accident. I had to say that I was just a little unlucky. We chatted about damage and so on, and I told him that I'd be in the office so's he can check the damage. Just as the words left my mouth, (honest), the guy behind me failed to stop and sailed neatly into the back of my car. **BANG**. Fucksocks. I told my colleage that I'd have to go, as I'd just been hit.
Bye-bye back bumper and exhaust system. I got back to Pink Goddess', with the car sounding rougher than a badger's arse, due to having less than the usual amount of exhaust.
In it went for repair, on his insurance. I got both sets of damage fixed for the price of one. Woo!
(, Sat 24 Apr 2010, 21:09, 1 reply)
Every now and then someone will ding your car in the supermarket car park. My old man always refuses to get these repaired (even on his pride and joy A4) as "some fucker will drive into the back of me sooner or later - they can pay for it"
He's always right.
(, Sun 25 Apr 2010, 9:39, closed)
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