most recently in the form of a red Chevy Silverado which ran a redlight yesterday and wounded (perhaps mortally) my 2001 BMW 530i. Motherfucker. And I was already in a grinchy state of mind due to the manufactured "shortage" of all the "hot" gadgets and stuff this year. There are food shortages, not Wii shortages, goddammit. The fucking Wii has been out for a year already, what's the problem? Anyway, I digress.
So the Beemer - with heated seats, no less, very comforting for crossing guards during the harsh Texas winters - is in the police impound lot awaiting evaluation by the insurance adjuster. The front bumper was sheared off completely, the hood nicely relocated, radiator pierced and I'm wondering if there is other engine damage because the car would not stay started long enough for the tow truck driver to drive it onto the tow truck. I will upload photos as they become available.
The driver got a citation for running a red light - multiple witnesses and an egregious running of the light. It's not like the light had just changed and WHOOPS! can't stop. I had the green light for several hundred yards as I approached the intersection. He either didn't see or didn't care that there was a red light. Did I mention he was speeding? I ended up clipping the rear end of his pickup; he almost made it through the intersection. When I clipped his rear end, it spun him into a truck sitting at the red light from the other direction, doing pretty good damage to that one also. I was left sitting stunned in the intersection while people came running out to see if I was ok.
On the other hand, it could have been worse. If I had hit him more fully or if he had T-boned me or if I had been driving one of my little "fun" cars and not The Tank, I would probably not be here blogging this boring bullshit for you. So I guess that's good. And I met some incredibly nice and helpful people that almost restored my holiday spirit. Now if someone could just score me a Wii....
