So, after approximately 1500 miles on the road in a rental, we returned to Los Angeles and were rear-ended in our car. SIGH.
The good news is that no one was injured beyond the basic rear-ending type injuries (I have some signs of minor whiplash and soreness around the seat belt touch-points), though we were all really worried when Grace started screaming after impact. She’d been asleep and was just really scared. Not a nice way to wake up!
We were at a complete stop and I think the guy who hit us was going about 5 mph, so I can’t see any damage beyond a tiny dent and some paint scratches, but I am waiting until our insurance office is open to find out where to get the car looked at. At least we probably don’t have to replace the car seats, which would really tick me off (not that I’d object to getting the kids safe seats, but because it would be such a complex endeavor).
So, let’s recount all of the car accidents I’ve been in, not counting things like scratching other cars in parking lots (which of course I never did, especially not as a teenager).
17th birthday: rear-ended another car in the rain when she stopped short in front of me due to a third car driving erratically. This one involved a lawsuit (she sued me)! Car totaled.
18 years old: spun out on black ice, friend driving behind me crashed into the side of my car his brother was riding in (no injuries, THANK GOD). Car drivable but totaled.
20 years old: made a left turn out of a parking lot. Woman turning left from street across the way pulled out, saw me, stopped, then COMPLETED HER TURN RIGHT INTO ME. Then she called her adult son who called someone to pretend to be a witness. I convinced the police they were scammers. Car NOT totaled.
(21 years old, probably shouldn’t count, and anyway I think Will was driving: stopped on country road for deer to cross in front of us, one of the deer ran head-first into the side of our car. Insurance companies were not called. Car dented but fine.)
21 years old: stopped at red light, man going about 35-40 mph switched lanes into my car. Why he was not STOPPING FOR THE LIGHT is anyone’s guess. He later made up a story about a third car cutting him off, and somehow the insurance companies believed him. Entire frame of Will’s car was bent, car totaled.
31 years old: last night, car NOT totaled. I’m pretty sure.
Hmmm, seems like there was more than that. But really, that is plenty.