In my six years of driving, I’ve hit my fair share of curbs, retaining walls, and traffic cones, but never a vehicle… until Sunday.
I was on my way to work, jamming out like usual. This time, though, I was jamming a little too hard and not paying attention to my surroundings. I was driving slightly faster than typical parking lot speeds, glanced to the side, and when I looked back, there was a car right in front of me on my left. I slammed on the brakes but couldn’t stop in time. I ended up T-boning the other car, hitting its back passenger-side wheel.
Thankfully, no one was injured, and the damage was minor, but it was still a crazy moment. I HIT SOMEONE’S CAR.
The other car had some scratches on the back and a dented wheel cap, while I left with a scratched front bumper and a missing license plate.
My hood now has a gap and won’t fully close, but both cars were still drivable. The worst part was the awkward exchange of numbers, insurance info, and waiting for the cops.
Overall, I rate my Sunday evening a -100/10 because: a) minor car accident, and b) I had to miss work.