I am pissed. Some douche decided he didn't need to stop while I was waiting behind someone trying to turn left.
BAM! I've been sick about it. Physically and emotionally. I love this damn car. But where the crap do I go from here? Even if the repairs are immaculate... it's still a repaired car and the value is crap. Chances are the car will never be the same.
It doesn't *look* all that bad.
But this is with the hatch closed and latched. Which won't register as closed on the dash.
Back wall of the spare tire area.
Floor pan further up.
Not pictured is the damage to the front where I got pushed into the truck in front of me (even though my foot was on the brake). Hood won't close. Grill wrecked. And my seat was broken from the impact sending my fat ass backward at the speed of light.
ARG!!!!
BAM! I've been sick about it. Physically and emotionally. I love this damn car. But where the crap do I go from here? Even if the repairs are immaculate... it's still a repaired car and the value is crap. Chances are the car will never be the same.
It doesn't *look* all that bad.
But this is with the hatch closed and latched. Which won't register as closed on the dash.
Back wall of the spare tire area.
Floor pan further up.
Not pictured is the damage to the front where I got pushed into the truck in front of me (even though my foot was on the brake). Hood won't close. Grill wrecked. And my seat was broken from the impact sending my fat ass backward at the speed of light.
ARG!!!!