Hit and Run
I was on my way to school when I looked out the left window and saw something. I did a double take. Big mistake. When I turned my attention back to the road there were cars stopped in the middle of the road in my lane. I hit my brakes and moved over, but I must have over corrected because I had a hard time getting my car under control. I swerved and hit another car in front of me, half of their rear was crumpled in, and my car lost a headlight and was leaking coolant fluid.
I pulled my car off the road and was in a median on the highway because I couldn’t drive anywhere. As I pulled over I was crying my eyes out thinking, “No, no, this can’t be happening to me! Not my car. Please not my car!” I was banging my head on the steering wheel in frustration. I called my dad to come and help me. This was a bad accident and I really needed him. While I was crying on the side of the highway the other crashed car realized their car still ran, and they took off. “Where are you going?!” I yelled. I started freaking out, feeling so alone and angry that the other driver had left.
My dad came and helped calm me down. It was impossible to understand what I was saying, I was crying so hard. My dad told me to call the police and file a report. As we were sitting in my car on the side farthest from the highway another car came out of nowhere and took my mirror off. I know, I’m that lucky? Thankfully no one was hurt in either accident. I called our insurance after we talked with the police and as we were talking with our insurance, the man who hit me the second time came around and pulled over to give us his information and said his insurance would pay for the mirror.
I was so relieved that finally something was going right. It may not have been much, but it was better than nothing. The policeman who took my report of the accident said that it was better for me that the other driver took off, since I hit them from behind it was my fault and I would have had to pay for their cars damage and mine. From what I remember, it looked like I had taken a sledgehammer to one corner of their car. My car was for the most part unharmed. Sure the face is kind of messed up and I need a new headlight but the most serious damage is little and can easily be repaired.
Who would’ve thought a hit and run would work turn out this way? I hit the other car and it was my fault. I would have had to pay for the damage, but they took off not stopping to see whether or not I was fine or even alive. How RUDE!!
hmm. i’m pretty sure your situation occurs with a lot of teenagers throughout the state. unfortunately, i don’t think that there is any way to fix it. its pretty sad that people cannot be honorable enough to take the blame for their mistakes. on the bright side though, you are very lucky that you escaped both incidents free of harm. i guess all you can and should do is learn from your mistakes and make sure that they don’t happen again. don’t fret about it though: i think you will be worse off if you always worry about perhaps getting into another accident while driving. thanks for the post, as it was very thought-provoking!
Yea, that was really rude…lol
I can relate to your situation, although it didn’t exactly play out the way yours did. A few months back I was still a proud holder of a Texas permit. The option my parents and I decided was best for me would be parent-taught driver’s ed. As part of my practice driving time I was required to log in, my mom let me end our drive by grabbing lunch at a local restaurant. On my way there I hit a red light and stopped behind a truck. After a few minutes, the light turned green and I was puzzled when the truck in front of me didn’t move. More time passed and the driver stuck his arm out of the window and signaled the rest of the cars behind him to go ahead and go around him. I checked my side mirrors and saw the cars behind me had all gone around and assuming that the coast was clear, I began to reverse in order to go around the truck too without hitting it when a I hit something else, a car behind me. My heart pounded, and instantly I had begun to panic. You see I had checked all of my mirrors, minus the rear-view mirror. BIG MISTAKE! Thankfully, my mom was calm and collected and told me to take a deep breath and pull into the nearest parking lot. Althought, I turned my hazard lights on and signaled I was going to turn right the car I hit began to honk at me in a frenzy, fearing I was about to run. I pulled into the lot and wanted to cry so badly but my mom refused to let me. Calming me down some she helped me find my permit and insurance card while she looked for her license. The other driver calmly inspected her car while her passenger, well not so calmly yelled at me. I felt smaller than small but I held my ground offering apologies and handing over my permit and insurance. When the damage was inspected it turns out nothing happened, except for a lopsided license plate, and a near panic/crying attack on my part. I am thankful nothing worse occured. That frightening experience taught me to be more careful when I drive and more importantly to never assume what the actions and decisions of other drivers will be based on what I would do.
Thats so irresponsible of the first driver, even if it was in your favor. I’m really happy the second driver took responsibility for his actions, even if it was an accident.