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jawnbcJust called Ickie Bickie (vehicle insurance for the proletariat!) for an update on mon scooter. The woman who hit me is going in to meet with an adjuster on Monday, so nothing will move forward until then. I don't have collision on the bike because...well, it's a plastic bike and the principles of physics make it entirely unlikely I would inflict damage on any car that hits me.
Speaking of physics, I love this bit: "the woman who hit you admits she ran the red light, but says the sun was in her eyes."
OK...she was driving easbound at 5pm in late summer, when the sun sets just before 8pm. In the west. Behind her. Right.
Speaking of physics, I love this bit: "the woman who hit you admits she ran the red light, but says the sun was in her eyes."
OK...she was driving easbound at 5pm in late summer, when the sun sets just before 8pm. In the west. Behind her. Right.
