I was driving back from my dad's new factory, at around 50 km/h, when a car in front of the car in front of me (let's call it the 1st car) brakes all of a sudden. The 2nd car (the one right in front of me, a Proton Satria) followed, and of cuz, me behind me. But that feat proved to be beyond my skills. *BANG!* The impact wasn't so bad. I experienced worser impact in a bumper car. I went "Dang!", and started to signalled to the roadside...
I parked my car in front of the 2nd car, but I dun shut the engine nor open the door yet, but observed the driver from my side mirror. I remember all the tales about how ppl get bashed up by baseball bats or chopped by parangs after accidents occur... The driver is a middle-aged malay guy, wearing a pair of sunglasses. He walked out from his car, and started to reach for sumthing inside his car thru the open window. I was thinking, "Heck, if he's getting a weapon out of his car, then off I'll go at once!"
When I see that he retrieve his keys, a piece of paper and a pen from his car, I felt an instant relief. Well, at least I'm dealing with a rational guy! I walked out from my car and apologised to him at once, but he seemed occupied by writing down my license plate number. I went to look at the back of his car, and was surprised to find that it has only minor scratches and a very tiny dent. But when I returned to my car at look at the front... Whoa!
The bumper was ripped off at the side. The whole front curved inwards at the centre, and was cracked too. Both frontlights were shattered. But the damage was juz at the front side, thank God. The front part did not 'bend' inwards, and the car is still functional. I called my dad, who was still in the factory nearby, to settle this, since I have no experience at all in this type of dealings. The driver was slightly annoyed, and criticized me for driving too fast, but he's pretty calm otherwise. I could only apologize to him and asked him to wait for awhile for my dad to arrive. He kept asking me if I actually have a driving lisence, for if not, he'll report to the police. I have to show him my lisence to prove it!
Well, 5 minutes have passed, and my dad still haven't arrive. Feeling embarassed and guilty, I asked him how much he wanted for the damage cost. He said that he dun mind the scratch, but he have to replace the part with the dent in it. He stated RM 100, and I'm more than happy to give him that at once. I was afraid that he'll ask for RM 300 or sumthing, and also, this accident was mainly my fault, though the 1st car (which disappears rite after the accident) was also partly responsible. After he accepted the money, he seemed satisfied, and drove away. Well, that settles it... and I drove home then, *very* carefully...
Now that it's over, I thank God that no one get injured in the accident, not even a scratch or shock. Also, there were no kids or other passenger in both cars, and the driver was a rational person, not a berserk ruffian, and there's no giant lorries hitting behind my car after that and squashed me to jelly. Thank God indeed! Hopefully this is the first and last accident I'll get involved in!
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