So it has been a whopping two weeks since I had had that most awesome car accident. How time flies when you are waiting on the insurance company to do…anything. TIME FOR A STORY!
By now you have seen all the pictures; there was a four car pile-up at rush hour. Outside of there simply being a multitude of cars, the reason behind the whole event was rather unordinary. Someone just didn’t stop in time.
I pulled my car over to the side of the road, as did the person who was pushed into me. Hazard lights went on, pro-style. As I exited the vehicle, I could see the line of caos that went from my car to the one that originated the incident. To be honest, there was little overall damage to the vehicles that were hit, the first car taking the brunt of the force. It’s front end got rocked is what I am trying to say.
As I looked over this site, I noticed that a friendly hobo had begun directing traffc. Why that happened I have no idea, but that’s what he did. When you are a hobo, why not?
The police and a sweet firetruck arrived not long after, and the officers on duty began speaking to all who were involved. This is where the whole process started to break down.
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