I stopped at a red light and I was patiently listenig to my music waiting for it to turn green and then all of a sudden BAM!! this car slams into me from behind and this dude must have hit me at like 60-80 miles because my rear bumper is now closer to my backseat and when he hit me I hit the car in front of me and he hit the car that was beside him. A 4 car pile up!!! his fault!! and he gets off of his car telling everybody he's so sorry that he hit the breaks as hard as he could.
There weren't no f*cking break marks in the street!!!
his eyes were red, his voice was nasaly he was moving couriously from side to side and someone told me he was out on probation for drug possetion.And then add to that that he smelled like f*cking Pot!!!
He was High!!!
When the cops got there guess what!! His dad was the f*cking sargent.
Why is it that the sons of cops get to be such f*ck ups!!!!
so now the tiny bit of insurance that his f*cking car covers has to be split 3 ways.I tried stating the obvious and saying he was drugged but all I got was a threat from a cop.
It's gonna cost so much more to fix my car than a third part of $2,000.
Why does this shit keep on happening.