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04-18-2003, 08:22 AM
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A Story...
...a SAD story...
 My Civic is probably gone. Rear-ended a truck yesterday. Thought that traffic was still moving in front of me. By the time I realized that it wasn't, I slammed on my brakes at about 50MPH, which promptly locked my wheels, which slid me right under an older Ford Ranger with a tow package (read: his back-end was barely damaged). With my car being so low, I went under his bumper and folded my hood like an origami, and my radiator is now resting against my bent headers . I had it towed to my friend's shop, who said that the car might be a total, especially with both of my airbags going off. I guess it costs a lot to replace those things.What's messed-up is I might not get back all that I owe. I might end up still owing the bank, while not having a car. That's if they total it. I do have my 1999 Isuzu Rodeo, but my kid's mom drives that to work and to pick my son up. Between work and school, I'll have to find some carpool until I get this straightened out with the insurance company. Years of racing, and THIS is my first accident  . That's probably because when I am racing, my senses turn razor-sharp. Yesterday, I got too comfortable...it happened about an eighth of a mile away from my work.Oh, did I mention I got a $120.00+ ticket in the process? Keep it safe boys and girls:o. P.S.: Airbags and seatbelts DO work...trust me.
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#2
04-18-2003, 08:28 AM
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 GODAMNSHITMUCHINMUTERFUCKINGFUNKYBUTTLOVERS! that sucks
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   R.I.P. "Mama (my Z)" . . . But now we have the VR-4 #683/2000 "Dude, You fucking passed the test, but just barely, wanna know what you got?...F+......CLICK!" -Tenacious D(Jack BLack)- "Official Moron Crew Founder!"
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04-18-2003, 09:28 AM
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Dang... good luck with that insurance mess...
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04-18-2003, 12:08 PM
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yeah thats soo true. i got a friend whos gotten into soo many accidents, and non of them are race related. its always other people hitting him when hes just chilling at a light or something. whenever he races hes fine csaue hes a good driver. but because he just got into his like 6th accident in the same car, hes not goin to race anymore. and yes he fixs the car after every accident. so you can imagine how much money he lost.
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#5
04-18-2003, 12:24 PM
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Sorry to hear that you totalled your car. That is sad news.
And we are all glad you only have the car to worry about and not your health. Walking away is damn good thing 
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Resistance Is Futile (If < 1ohm)
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#6
04-18-2003, 12:26 PM
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Who is your insurance carrier? My mom had a similiar hassle with her car, it was stolen and the amount she owed was more then the value of the car then. Anyway we argued with the State Farm long enough and they swallowed the difference.
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......or if your a loser who drives a Civic with a type R sticker, racing stripes, blasting really bad rap music through your suburban area with your pretentious "I’m 21 but I’m still in high school girlfriend" while driving with your hand up on the top of the steering wheel exposing your underdeveloped pasty white vitamin deficient arm and wearing your backwards BS upside down visor hat while feeling the tacky as a "Florida vacation" single diamond earring in your ear, If you are this person...with any luck the sun in its precise celestial positioning as you putter on by...will reflect its scorching rays into your earring, bouncing intensely in your rearview, and finally making contact with your eyes through the thin cheap lense of $5 gas station Oakley rip off glasses.. then burning your retnal cones into smoldering melting gobs of ocular material as you are blinded by the purest form of energy in our known universe, and as you scream no one can help or hear you because they don’t know what’s going on since the weed whacker sound of your shitty tiny little muffler which makes the Civic sound like a 747 rages on underneath making everyone turn at disgust and comment to thier husbands or wives how much of a dickweed you are by attaching that automotive abnormality to your stock economical daily driver engineered by Japanese Automotive specialists to fit the needs for entry level business workers in their early 30's, however your pathetic looking $11,000 car which you want to look like a friggin spaceship with redundant ground effects is now out of control since you are blinded, and as your car plunges off the side of a cliff while you scream in the purest form of terror while knowing you have lived a horrid excuse for a life, by doing the bare minimum in every facet of existence, while getting fired from one pathetic job to another, the majority of your time spent slacking smoking dope, getting kicked out of school, polishing your "game" on sweet innocent underage girls you eventually 'de flower' through exhaustive yet succesful attempts to get the date rapist drugs you have stashed in the glove compartment, into your poor victims drinks while offering them to take the "Pepsi Challenge" while making your mother hate you, and your poor father who wishes he had a daughter instead of your pathetic ass, since a girl would be more of a man than you ever were, like the occasion when you were hit in the arm by a wild pitch in little league, then you cried like a fat kid who dropped his ice cream cone, I'm already envisioning you impacting the rocks below, in a spectacular fireball ignited from the residue hairspray from your girlfriend plastered in the fabric passenger seat, blinded by your earring, deafened by the loud "Bling Blingin", and I will smile and roll around on the ground in orgasmic delight while you are consumed by flames whose intense heat and fury will liquefy your bone marrow that I will use to make jelly beans out of and eat them happily at your funeral as midgets dressed like Alex 6005321 from "A Clockwork Orange" dance around your coffin to loud industrial style techno music and strobe lights, and I will sleep soundly at night knowing another successful conquest of Darwinism has been attained.
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#7
04-18-2003, 12:29 PM
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...and yes, walking away is MOST DEFINITELY a good thing. Again, SEATBELTS AND AIRBAGS WORK. Sorry for the preaching.
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04-18-2003, 12:31 PM
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Trust me. I'll be an arguing mofo before this is all over, and thanks for the advice.
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#10
04-18-2003, 04:01 PM
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i like the way they give you a ticket even tho they can blaitenly see your car is fu*ked and thats causes enough financial shit as it is
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