Reminder to self: it would be inappropriate to use the power of the high holy days to pray for the healing of a car

Dammit, my Beetle got maimed. Last night I was driving home (from having gotten some sweet new brakes put in the Beetle, incidentally), and I pulled over on Parker Street near Wentworth to let an ambulance go by. I was aware that the car behind me was a cab. I pulled over, was almost to a stop, when said cab rammed into the ass end of my Beetle, propelling the right front tire/fender into the left rear fender of a parked Jetta. By the time I'd registered what had hit what and why my car had suddenly moved, said cab was driving away. I didn't get any information on it other than that it was a white Crown vic. Helpful, I know. A young man riding around in circles on a too-small bike, no helmet, red t-shirt, white earbuds in ears definitely saw the accident, but wouldn't stop when I called to him repeatedly and chased after him.

I left a note on the Jetta. The only damage to it is a very shallow scrape on the fender. It looks like I didn't contact the tire or wheel. According to Massachusetts insurance law, I'm of course at fault for hitting the Jetta, since the actual at-fault driver left. I'm really hoping the Jetta owner is sympathetic and lets me pay for it without going through insurance.

I had a cop come and take a report, on the off chance that the cab driver later decided to be honest, or somehow became otherwise involved with the police. The officer was pretty decent, except he said that my car was definitely driveable and was just out of alignment. Actually, the front wheels are out of alignment from one another, so they're both pointed out, and it made squealing and clunking noises when I drove it. The steering wheel was ripping out of my hand any time I drove over a tiny crack or cup lid or anything in the road. It felt like the tie rod might have gotten messed up.

I got home last night, realized I didn't get my license back from the officer. Called the police station, they were really nice and got him on the line, but he said he gave it back. Maybe it will show up in his car or something and he'll mail it back. I'm going to wait a week or so before replacing it.

This morning I took my car to my mechanic, driving slowly on backroads. It's amazing what assholes people are. I was actually right around the speed limit on most of these residential roads, but got honked at pretty much the whole way there by people who eventually passed me to do 45 on residential streets where kids were walking to school. Nice.

When I got it to the mechanic, I attempted a tight turn for the first time, to turn the car around and pull it into a spot in his lot. The right front axle made a big clunk and a crunch that sounded like the CV or something going. When I turned the steering wheel, the right wheel didn't move at all. When I left it at the mechanic, the right wheel was pretty much pointed straight forward in the wheelwell, except that the top of the wheel was leaning out of the wheelwell and the bottom was contacting the ground in the correct place. The left wheel was turned sharply to the left. This does not look good. I guess it's possible there's not actual major damage to parts, and it's one of those things where I broke just the right bolt or bracket or something to make it seem like the axle fell apart. Let's hope so.


9 comments:

Suldog said...

Ugh. I really, really feel for you, Eeka. There's little more disheartening than not being in the wrong, but still having to take the fall. Repair expenses, insurance surcharges, whatever. This just plain sucks.

eeka said...

Thanks Suldawwwwg. I appreciate it. I just figure I can be happy at least that I'm being honest and responsible, and it will eventually come back around for me AND the cab driver.

Still haven't heard from the Jetta owner. Or the mechanic... :o\

Anonymous said...

Amazing assholes? Sendahole.com.

Lyss said...

That totally sucks! I'm glad to hear that you're OK.
I wonder if there are any traffic cams near that area? Maybe there's a chance the accident was caught on tape.

Lyss said...

Shana tovah! What shul do you go to?

Jodie said...

DAH! I am so sorry about your accident. I am constantly amazed at the assholeishness of people. People just don't give a damn about others. It doesn't matter if they're driving, walking or biking- people only care about themselves when it coems to the road. It's really sad.

On the good side of things, when I hit a car in my building's parking lot last week, the driver was so astounded that I left a note he told me to forget about it. I don't really know who he is, but he was actually a bit choked up when he called me. He said I was a good person for leaving a note. So you sm'am!

eeka said...

L'shanah tovah!

Temple Israel.

Thanks for all the well-wishes, friends! Hmm, traffic cam. Didn't think of that. Would the cop likely have known about such a thing offhand, or is it worth calling the police station and probing further?

Anonymous said...

Cabbies are the worst masshole offenders in the city. They always like to weave without signaling, straddle lanes, ignore lights and intersections, and hit and run. I saw a cabbie hit and run the other day, luckily the other drivers vehicle was in good enough shape for him to take off and follow the prick.

And to top it off, you can't even get one to stop for you. Something needs to be done about the sad state of affairs of cabs in Boston...

david mcmahon said...

Fingers crossed for healing powers!