Note plus driver's license and photo of car that hit you is pretty good evidence. But must have all of those before doing anything with him.
I was in LA last week and rented a Cadillac SUV. Really nice ride. Just 50 bucks a day.
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On Monday, 4 o'clock or so, I lucked out on the 405 north, not much traffic, and hauled ass from Long Beach to Culver City. That was one of the best drives I've ever had.
If the 405 between LB and CC is one of the best drives you've ever had, you need to go exploring more often.
On that freeway at that time of day it was a relative breeze, which is why I enjoyed it because 4 o'clock in the p.m. on the 405 is usually gridlock.
The best drives I've ever had have been in Vermont and New Hampshire.
This deserves a thread of its own.Sort of in keeping with the theme ...
First I should note two developments. First, this free-range (but not really feral) cat, Buddy, has adopted us of late. Everyone in the neighborhood knows Buddy. Nobody knows whose cat Buddy is.
Second, I bought my older daughter a replacement car yesterday and have been doing a little fix-it-up today.
Buddy likes to make himself home wherever, and he is not shy about inserting himself where he really doesn’t belong. Today, while I was working on the new-ish car, I pushed it backward, and it ran over and stopped on the end of his tail.
Mass hysteria ensued. Buddy immediately launched into an opera and flitted, back and forth, trying desperately to free himself. While I scrambled to find the jack, MommaQuant appeared on the scene trying to help. The last thing I wanted was for him to bite her in fear or anger. It was all I could do to not play the “Get the **** back in the house!” card.
All seems to be well now ... but I had an extra glass of wine tonight.
Is it just me or are you the unluckiest dude when it comes to cars?
Or just stop driving.SP needs to quit posting on sj.com and driving at the same time.