Drama on Hagley Ave...

Last Wednesday, at the end of my two days off work, I went to get Brenda from the airport. When we got back, the person in the car in front of us decided to use our drive as a turning bay, or wait for someone at the netball across the road. Anyway, we were sitting there waiting to turn in on the street and next thing we know, we are rammed from behind and scooting a good few metres forward.

I moved the car to the side of the road, and we got out. I was worried that I didn't have my foot on the brake still, so the person could see that I was waiting. It turned out though, that the guy in a nice, brand-new Peugoet behind me was waiting. It was the guy behind him that ploughed into us both. He must have been going at a decent pace to do the damage he did to my car as well.

Longer story short. The police ended up coming, partly because the middle guy felt a bit whiplashed, and partly because the guy that pranged into us though old and a bit dottery seeming, also appeared to have had a few drinks. The policeman breath tested him, and he was well over the limit. He said, "I only had one, and one for the road!" - Not quite the appropriate comment when he has just written off 3 cars including his own!

I thought I was fine, but when I went to be that night I could feel a bit of a crick in the neck. The next morning, I was rather whiplashed, and after considering pulling a sickie, I got the bus to work. Once there, my boss insisted that I had to go to the doctor just to have it documented in case in the future a problem arises and it can be tied back to the accident. So I left work at lunch time, and borrowed Brenda's car. Incidently, when a bus braked behind me with it's squeaky brakes, I cringed and had a slight freak out! I went to the doctor, and turns out he thought I should have the next day off work, and since I had work over the weekend, he said minimal work, with full return to work for Monday! Who would have thought!? So I had a boring day on Friday, was feeling bit better on Saturday, but decided to milk it, and have to day off! I went back to work on Sunday. Way to get out of working the weekend eh!

So yeah, bit of excitement, and slightly gutted that my car is a goner - though it was timed quite well with warrant of fitness due this week, and rego is up at the end of the month! Dad is bringing me up a new car on Thursday - a mitsubishi mirage 1985, in poo green! Ahh sounds like it's going to be another beautiful car!

Here's a pic of the damage: