By “my car”, I actually mean my parents car. Yep, I crashed someone else’s car *facepalm*
And by “disagreement with a truck”, I actually mean I rammed smack into the back of a poor truck.
WITH CARTER IN THE CAR WITH ME!!!!!!! 🙁
This is what happens when you’re driving distracted on the roads. Something that I always considered so silly, and something that I always thought would never happen to me because I am an alert driver. I was driving in the morning with Carter in the back seat, and turned round the corner to a two-lane road. The right lane had a straight-and-right-turn arrow and a car ahead stopped to turn. The truck behind it (that I was following) hit his brakes hard to stop, and I didn’t hit mine hard enough.
It was my fault because, at that time, I was singing with Carter to keep him amused. In the baby mirror, I saw him chewing on something and couldn’t figure out what it was. I turned my head around for a split second to see he was chewing on the metal part of a spare seat belt (ewww) and when I turned back, I saw the truck stop, but I couldn’t brake in time.
To be honest, it wasn’t a major crash – not like we were thrown forward much or anything. But, it was enough for the front hood of the car to crumple all the way up! It folded up like a piece of paper right in front of my eyes.
The truck driver came out and I got out of the car going “OH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I’M SO SORRY I HIT YOU!!!” and he was super duper nice. Actually, there were 5-6 other guys in the back of the truck too, and all of them got out and asked me how I was and wanted to check Carter was OK.
The truck driver assessed his damage and there was pretty much none. So he just drove off, wishing me luck, and with me apologising my head off (OH GEEZ I FELT BAD! I would be so annoyed if someone rammed into my butt, and I was amazed he was calm and so sweet about it).
As for me? Almost $3,000 worth of damages to the car. And car-less for a week. *cringe*
What an (expensive) lesson learnt………..