You see how the tire is turned? That's because he bent my axle pin.
And here's my bumper in the back seat...
My mechanic - angel that he is - gave me the prognosis:
Bent frame
Bent axle rod
Broken turn signal
Realign headlight
Replace Bumper
Replace Fender
The car, she is TOAST.
And aside from that, both axles have massive cracks probably exacerbated but not directly caused by the accident. I knew the car was nearing it's expiration date, but this pretty much clinches it. I must go find me a new mode of transportation. It really doesn't look that bad in the pictures, does it? Looks cosmetic - at least the cop told me it was. They must be giving a class in X-Ray Vision Vehicle Diagnosis for Motorvehicle Collision Scene Management in the police academy these days. He told me that having it towed was "my choice". Yeah. Because that grinding clicking noise doesn't make me at all nervous. I got the feeling he was getting irritated with me because I was making him write out the report. I felt better with him doing it - especially since the two gentlemen who hit me were not American and didn't speak a lick of English. In my "heated" emotional state I was sure there would be some piece of information I would forget to obtain. But it was raining and cops hate rain. When he asked me "Do you want ME to handle this?", I got the feeling he wanted me to say no.
So now I have to call out sick for tomorrow so I'm out 24 hours of work. The adjuster will be here on Monday and they say it takes about a week to sort out the mess (not including the work on the car). They will get me into a rental car as soon as possible. That is, as long as the insured motorist doesn't give birth to bovine and deny he lent his car to a flaming idiot.
What are the odds of that happening?
1 comments:
Oh... DM... Jesus.
Hon, I'm sending positive thoughts your way. I promise they'll help.
Hang in there.
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