So I went up to my Mum and Dad’s place for dinner on Thursday night (mac and cheese…Yum).
Anyway on the way home I had a car come flying up behind me. Didn’t think to much more about it till we came to a slower 50kph zone. This guy was about 2ft from the back of my truck so I tapped the brake lights to say “back off buddy”
At this point he started to flash his lights and generally be a dick. Anyway a bit further up the road he over took me on a double yellow line, which in NZ means NO overtaking. Once in front he jumped on the brakes and started weave all over the road. So I tried to go around him, at which point he drove into the side of my truck.
I backed off again, when he then started to pull over, so I nailed it again to try and get away from him. The last thing I wanted was a fight after having surgery a few days earlier. About 500 mtrs down the road he drove into the back of me spinning both of us into the wire median barrier. What a dickhead. Not only did he total his own car but caused major damage to mine.
I jumped out and immediately rang the police. While I was talking to them he came over and tried to get in a fight with me. All I could smell was the booze. He was pissed. Great.
So once the police arrived he was breath tested and from what I understand he failed BIG time. So back to the Police station I went to make a statement. I didn’t end up getting home till around 2am.
My truck had to be towed as it couldn’t be driven. Went and had a look at it the next day and it’s a bit of a mess. Just about every panel is dented and appears to be some damage underneath.
From my point of view I am sweet as my insurance covers me, but I now have no wheels and possibly face the truck being written off. Just what I didn’t need.
But I am really proud of myself, this hasn’t got me down. Apart from a 5 min breakdown just after the crash I have been feeling good. I hasn’t effected me badly. Hope this is a sign of things to come.