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A Little Accident
Sep. 29th, 2005 08:26 amI was in the shuttle bus this morning, heading in to work. We were stopped at a red light. Suddenly...
THUMP! S C R A P E....
I looked down, and saw that a small convertible BMW had gone around us, but the driver had misjudged. The BMW had hit us and scraped badly against our van's left rear corner. The entire length of the right side of the BMW was damaged. A piece was hanging off of it; it looked like a gas cap, but it was on the front right-hand side. I don't know what it was.
"Nice car," I said. "Well, it was a nice car." People laughed.
The BMW went ahead of us while we tried to see the license plate (New York CXC9398, I believe), but after the next light the driver turned left into a side-street, stopped, and got out. She was a blond girl in her twenties, looking remarkably calm.
We sat around for about ten minutes while information was exchanged and all that, and then we proceeded on to work. I was the only passenger curious enough to go back and look at the damage to the van; one little side-light was gone, and there was a little paint scraped off the bumper. There might also have been a little damage, but to be honest it looked as if the bumper had been hit (not too hard) before, so it was hard to judge.
I can only imagine how much it's going to cost to repair that BMW, though.
Funny, I've now been in accidents (one way or another) with THREE extremely expensive cars. The first day that I went driving after getting my license I was rammed from behind by a red convertible MG; when I was in my early twenties a Rolls Royce skidded on ice, plunged across the street, spun around, and rammed me backwards; and now this. I suppose next it'll be a Lexus, or something.
THUMP! S C R A P E....
I looked down, and saw that a small convertible BMW had gone around us, but the driver had misjudged. The BMW had hit us and scraped badly against our van's left rear corner. The entire length of the right side of the BMW was damaged. A piece was hanging off of it; it looked like a gas cap, but it was on the front right-hand side. I don't know what it was.
"Nice car," I said. "Well, it was a nice car." People laughed.
The BMW went ahead of us while we tried to see the license plate (New York CXC9398, I believe), but after the next light the driver turned left into a side-street, stopped, and got out. She was a blond girl in her twenties, looking remarkably calm.
We sat around for about ten minutes while information was exchanged and all that, and then we proceeded on to work. I was the only passenger curious enough to go back and look at the damage to the van; one little side-light was gone, and there was a little paint scraped off the bumper. There might also have been a little damage, but to be honest it looked as if the bumper had been hit (not too hard) before, so it was hard to judge.
I can only imagine how much it's going to cost to repair that BMW, though.
Funny, I've now been in accidents (one way or another) with THREE extremely expensive cars. The first day that I went driving after getting my license I was rammed from behind by a red convertible MG; when I was in my early twenties a Rolls Royce skidded on ice, plunged across the street, spun around, and rammed me backwards; and now this. I suppose next it'll be a Lexus, or something.
