Aw Jeez

Yep, that's my car.


I'm pretty damn sick of saying goodbye to cars I've gotten used to. Incidentally, or not so, I was the innocent victim (again). Saturday afternoon, I was just attempting to drive through an intersection when I noticed a big-ass Dodge pickup (dark green, with a cap on the bed) coming the opposite way and starting to turn left at the intersection right the hell in front of me. I said to Jessie in the passenger seat "Oh my God that truck is turning!" and then, well, bang bam crush. I had a fleeting hope that slamming on the brakes would actually stop me just in time, but no such luck. The airbags didn't deploy, but Jessie and I lurched forward and I'm sure we'll be sore for a couple of days, but thank God no one was hurt in the destruction of yet another Jill vehicle.

The brief story of the other car, whose driver was at fault: There were four of them altogether- the driver and three passengers, wearing paint spattered jeans and matching green shirts (they must have been working for a contractor or something) and none of them, not one, had a license. Fortunately the car was insured and registered, and I have that dude's information.

But come on!!!! What the hell was the driver thinking???? If you don't have a license and are foolish enough to get behind the wheel of someone else's car, at least don't do anything dumb and illegal!

I'm really really hoping that the claims adjustor won't declare my car totaled. I just can't afford a car payment right now, and I'm sure the most I would get for my 1995 Subaru with 170,000 miles on it would be around $2500. One cannot buy a car with $2500. One can take a lovely vacation on $2500, but one cannot buy a reliable vehicle.

I'm not a reckless driver. I'm not the world's most careful, always obeying the speed limit driver, but I'm not a dumbass. And yet I've managed to wreck three cars. None of them was my fault, but it doesn't exactly make me feel good that I've been in three serious accidents in the eight years I've been driving.

(On a random side-note, I knew someone in high school who wrecked his car three times in his first eight months or so of driving, so I shouldn't complain too much.)

All that said, I'm incredibly, incredibly grateful that no one has ever been hurt in the collisions I've been a part of. Thank God for that. Now, my next car needs fake-wood paneling so I can knock on it whenever I think "I haven't had an accident in a while."