Today on my way home from work I was sitting (in my car) on Rt 42 waiting for the traffic to move when I saw, in my rear view mirror, a car approaching faster than I thought it should. Within split seconds of each other the following events took place: my first (and correct) thought was, "they are going to hit me." I dismissed it thinking, "No, they must see me," and I pumped the brakes to make my red lights flash. Pump, Pump! As soon as I start to pump the brakes I hear the tires squeal against the pavement. "Oh no, they are going to hit me :\" - then there was a split second of silence - I thought I was wrong. "Wow, she stopped in time." Just as I finished that thought - or maybe even as I was thinking it - BAM! My head and upper torsoe jerk forward while the rest of my body is restrained. My car was struck hard from the rear. "Oh my gosh, I've just been hit!" The papers that were hibernating on my dashboard are now scattered all over the passenger side of the car. I put the car in Park, open the door and see who hit me. There is a young lady in the car behind me telling me to drive my car to the next driveway. As soon as traffic starts moving, I drive my car into the parking lot and she follows. She is young, only 25 or so. She is so sorry. We look at the damage and exchange the necessary information and she leaves. My back bumper is destroyed. I decided to sit in my car while I call her insurance company right then and there while the details and information is fresh in my mind. My neck and upper left side of my back are sore. I hope the pain goes away soon.
What a night!
After the accident, I still had to go to Kroger to get groceries for the family.
What a night!
In all honesty thought, I have so much to be grateful for. I wasn't hurt - she wasn't hurt. The car is damaged but fixable. I could drive the car home. All is well.
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