Capt Caveman
Lifer
Thankfully, you're up hundreds of thousands from day trading. Repairing it should be a drop in the bucket.
Originally posted by: erwin1978
It was a cool, dark night with only the crickets to betray the silence. I was heading home as usual. If I remember correctly I was arranging some papers on the console. I had straighten the car before looking down, so I thought, like most Pro drivers do. I thought I had ample time before I passed the point of no return. All of a sudden I heard that unmistakable car crash sound. By the time I looked up I had already corrected the car and had stopped. I couldn't believe it but I knew what it was. I got out and looked at the damage hoping it was only scratches. When I saw the dent I was ready to punch myself out.
I'm wondering if the stearing went out of whack and caused me to crash. I sound like I'm making excuses but I just have to put the theory out there. I thought the car was straight like I've always done before looking away. The cost of repair isn't as much a concern to me as the accident actually happened. I thought I got it figured out. The sign could've easily been an old lady and her cat in a wheel chair waiting to cross the street. I don't know what I could've done differently besides not looking down.
Originally posted by: Regs
New cars are bad luck. As soon as you step into one you are paranoid that something will happen to it. Either vandalized, stolen, or accident.
I sled in my new car into a good sized curb. I bent the 300 dollar rim, bent a hub baring, and threw the controls arms off whack. It was a good 1200 dollar curb.
Originally posted by: erwin1978
jagec makes it sound like I'm filing taxes in my car. My arranging the papers is akin to tuning the radio let's say.
Originally posted by: Capt Caveman
Thankfully, you're up hundreds of thousands from day trading. Repairing it should be a drop in the bucket.
Originally posted by: erwin1978
jagec makes it sound like I'm filing taxes in my car. My arranging the papers is akin to tuning the radio let's say.
Originally posted by: Blackjack200
Originally posted by: erwin1978
jagec makes it sound like I'm filing taxes in my car. My arranging the papers is akin to tuning the radio let's say.
Don't listen. There's a self-righteous contingent on the board that never goes over the speed limit, always comes to a complete stop at stop signs, never looks away from the road, is never distracted by the radio; looking for something; digging out change for a toll; or drinking coffee.
No, they drive with their hands at 10 and 2 all the time and are always perfectly focused on the road.
I've never seen anyone else in my state that drives like that, but apparently a bunch of the posters here do.
Originally posted by: Blackjack200
Originally posted by: erwin1978
jagec makes it sound like I'm filing taxes in my car. My arranging the papers is akin to tuning the radio let's say.
Don't listen. There's a self-righteous contingent on the board that never goes over the speed limit, always comes to a complete stop at stop signs, never looks away from the road, is never distracted by the radio; looking for something; digging out change for a toll; or drinking coffee.
No, they drive with their hands at 10 and 2 all the time and are always perfectly focused on the road.
I've never seen anyone else in my state that drives like that, but apparently a bunch of the posters here do.
Originally posted by: ayabe
Originally posted by: Regs
New cars are bad luck. As soon as you step into one you are paranoid that something will happen to it. Either vandalized, stolen, or accident.
I sled in my new car into a good sized curb. I bent the 300 dollar rim, bent a hub baring, and threw the controls arms off whack. It was a good 1200 dollar curb.
QFT.
I think new cars are a curse, my buddy was driving his G35 home on the interstate and hit a piece of road debris that blew out both front tires, ended up in the ditch, but luckily unharmed.
Myself, I got rear ended in my WRX 1 week after I got it, while sitting still at a red light, by a cop.
I was so pissed I couldn't even talk to him.
Originally posted by: Dudewithoutapet
Originally posted by: ayabe
Originally posted by: Regs
New cars are bad luck. As soon as you step into one you are paranoid that something will happen to it. Either vandalized, stolen, or accident.
I sled in my new car into a good sized curb. I bent the 300 dollar rim, bent a hub baring, and threw the controls arms off whack. It was a good 1200 dollar curb.
QFT.
I think new cars are a curse, my buddy was driving his G35 home on the interstate and hit a piece of road debris that blew out both front tires, ended up in the ditch, but luckily unharmed.
Myself, I got rear ended in my WRX 1 week after I got it, while sitting still at a red light, by a cop.
I was so pissed I couldn't even talk to him.
That is classic!!! I mean sorry for your lost, but haha. What was the outcome of that?
Originally posted by: ayabe
The fourth was when this chick backed her Excursion monstertruck style onto my Integra's hood. That was fun, good thing she stopped before she got to the windshield. Actually that accident made me the most mad.
Originally posted by: Demon-Xanth
For my family, blue cars=big no-no.
My dad had a blue bug: hit at an intersection, spun around three times, tagged a light pole
Blue GMC Jimmy: 14 year old ran a stop sign, they found his car bu following the trail of radiator fluid
My sister had a blue VW bug: hit a rottweiler, then years later she fell asleep at the wheel and hit a guardrail on the freeway
I had a blue Grand Prix: got both sides wiped in the driveway. Once by my dad, the other time by my sister.
...no blue cars for me, thank you.
Now, my black car proved to be invisible because an old guy accelerated through me in a parking lot, while my silver pickup isn't invisible because a lady pulled out to make a left turn in front of me, saw me, and came to a stop...in front of me.
Originally posted by: kalrith
Originally posted by: Demon-Xanth
For my family, blue cars=big no-no.
My dad had a blue bug: hit at an intersection, spun around three times, tagged a light pole
Blue GMC Jimmy: 14 year old ran a stop sign, they found his car bu following the trail of radiator fluid
My sister had a blue VW bug: hit a rottweiler, then years later she fell asleep at the wheel and hit a guardrail on the freeway
I had a blue Grand Prix: got both sides wiped in the driveway. Once by my dad, the other time by my sister.
...no blue cars for me, thank you.
Now, my black car proved to be invisible because an old guy accelerated through me in a parking lot, while my silver pickup isn't invisible because a lady pulled out to make a left turn in front of me, saw me, and came to a stop...in front of me.
It sounds like for your family, your dad and sister behind the wheel of a car=big no-no.