Today on my way to the post office to mail out a package. Almost when I got there, some high school kid rear-ended me. I was driving past the high school (25mph) when children are present and had to go into a complete stop since there was a car in front of me. All a sudden I heard tires sreeching and *BOOM* my car went like a couple of feet (1 or 2) forward (Thank God I didn't stop behind the car in front of me so close). I went into this whiplash and felt pain in my middle back and neck. The seatbelt locked and sorta crushed my chest but wasn't bad. I looked back into my rear-view mirror and saw a maroon Honda Accord. So we both pulled over to the side and I got out of the car and so did the high school kid. Right when he got out started saying, "Dude I'm hella sorry". I asked for his driver's license and I jotted down his information. He asked me for some paper to write down mine, but I was busy writing down his information. He started saying "Everything's cool? It's just a scratch." (It ain't no scratch) There was his red line of paint across my rear bumper, my paint chipped, and the black diffuser popped out. Then he started saying "How about I give you $50 and everything's cool?" I replied, "No, I don't want to take your money". Can you believe this kid? Bribing me with $50 to forget this whole accident. All that time he talked and didn't even write down one single information from me. And so I went to the post office and went home to take pictures of the damage and called up my insurance company and made a claim. I have to take my poor bimmer to the autobody shop to fix it. It might take a couple of weeks. Until then my car will be a rented Hertz car.
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