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ANGRY Silvie is ANGRY (kinda)
13 years ago
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So I usually avoid posting rant-journals.... but I'm so PO'd right now and it'll affect my art so I figured that I might as well inform y'all.
I have this awesome and fantastic car (a beautiful teal 95 Ford Escort) that I learned to drive in at age 12 on my grandparents' farm. I was too young to drive but my legally blind grandma still wanted to drive to church and frankly I was better at it than she was, haha. So I spent 3 years driving this car for grandma on country roads up until I was legally old enough to drive...... and for my birthday, I was given this car.
Really, it was a junker that no one in the family wanted (I was the only one that drove it in those 3 years) and was bright teal so my male cousins didn't want it, so they gave it to me rather than junking it. Everyone in the family hated that car and I was positively enamored with it.......... even though I detest cars/driving. So I took the teal-mobile (as everyone dubbed it) and used it for another 3 years, until it kind of died from being so old and such.
My grandpa wanted to buy me a new car for graduation but I refused because I only liked THIS car, and I was paranoid about driving safely in it and such so that I'd never been in an accident or anything and it'd last longer. So dad and me and the other people in my family worked to basically rebuild this car from the inside, and it worked like new. New AC (that worked!), new engine, new tires, new paint, EVERYTHING. It was then dubbed the Frankein-Teal-Mobile because it was made up of junkyard parts, haha.
So about 2 years ago I was sitting at a red light and a texting-and-driving person rear-ended me, messing up my bumper but causing no other damage. I was SO PISSED. I am paranoid about driving safely, like I said, and I'd never been that person to screw up her first car by getting into a stupid wreck. But this texter did it! GRR. Anyway, we ended up getting some compensation from him and I chose not to fix the bumper, because the pretty teal color of my car was apparently unique enough it'd be almost impossible to match on a bumper........ I didn't want to be one of those people with a mismatched-looking car >.< Especially when it was no fault of my own that it got messed up in the first place.
So I've been driving this car that works like new for the past 2 years..... and lo and behold, on the same road, at the same intersection as before, coming home from a community service opportunity, I was rear-ended by another person who wasn't paying attention. She fully admitted it was her fault and gave me her insurance info, and after I examined my car, I saw that it hit the exact place as my last rear-ended things. Only an extra dent and no other issues.
As I am 18 and going off to college in a month, my parents decided that I needed to handle this one on my own. My police officer father told me I had 3 options, to let it slide since it didn't do any more damage than the last accident so the money I got from the last one could just take care of it (if we found the right paint), I could call her insurance and let them deal with it, or I could work out a deal with her.
Looking at my car and being told over and over again that it was my choice, I decided that I'd be nice and let it go. I love my car and figured that even with a few dents on the back, since it was still perfectly running, it was no issue to me. I wouldn't put another college student through the issue for money. So I didn't contact her insurance or anything.
SO, HERE WE ARE 3 MONTHS LATER. A neighbor came over and said my car smelled like gas, and we go out to find that, hey, it turns out, in that accident, my fuel tank was broken. Awesome. It's too late to contact insurance about it. Even better. And now my mother is PISSED OFF at me for not having gone to her insurance and everything, and keeps saying it's my fault that (since 95 escorts don't have metal tanks that can be replaced) my car will probably have to be junked.
The car I've worked SO hard to make sure nothing happened to, unusable because I was too nice to get someone else into trouble.
Now I have to somehow get the money for a new car that I can use to drive myself to college in 1 month. So, I'll be taking a lot of commissions to try and scrounge up something. I actually have my last day of work (since I'll be moving) in 2 weeks, so that won't be any help at all.
FML.
Moral of the story: DON'T TEXT AND DRIVE, DON'T HIT SILVIE WHEN DRIVING, and DON'T BOTHER BEING NICE. Grr.
Oh, and buy art from Silvie. Yeah. Please x'3
I have this awesome and fantastic car (a beautiful teal 95 Ford Escort) that I learned to drive in at age 12 on my grandparents' farm. I was too young to drive but my legally blind grandma still wanted to drive to church and frankly I was better at it than she was, haha. So I spent 3 years driving this car for grandma on country roads up until I was legally old enough to drive...... and for my birthday, I was given this car.
Really, it was a junker that no one in the family wanted (I was the only one that drove it in those 3 years) and was bright teal so my male cousins didn't want it, so they gave it to me rather than junking it. Everyone in the family hated that car and I was positively enamored with it.......... even though I detest cars/driving. So I took the teal-mobile (as everyone dubbed it) and used it for another 3 years, until it kind of died from being so old and such.
My grandpa wanted to buy me a new car for graduation but I refused because I only liked THIS car, and I was paranoid about driving safely in it and such so that I'd never been in an accident or anything and it'd last longer. So dad and me and the other people in my family worked to basically rebuild this car from the inside, and it worked like new. New AC (that worked!), new engine, new tires, new paint, EVERYTHING. It was then dubbed the Frankein-Teal-Mobile because it was made up of junkyard parts, haha.
So about 2 years ago I was sitting at a red light and a texting-and-driving person rear-ended me, messing up my bumper but causing no other damage. I was SO PISSED. I am paranoid about driving safely, like I said, and I'd never been that person to screw up her first car by getting into a stupid wreck. But this texter did it! GRR. Anyway, we ended up getting some compensation from him and I chose not to fix the bumper, because the pretty teal color of my car was apparently unique enough it'd be almost impossible to match on a bumper........ I didn't want to be one of those people with a mismatched-looking car >.< Especially when it was no fault of my own that it got messed up in the first place.
So I've been driving this car that works like new for the past 2 years..... and lo and behold, on the same road, at the same intersection as before, coming home from a community service opportunity, I was rear-ended by another person who wasn't paying attention. She fully admitted it was her fault and gave me her insurance info, and after I examined my car, I saw that it hit the exact place as my last rear-ended things. Only an extra dent and no other issues.
As I am 18 and going off to college in a month, my parents decided that I needed to handle this one on my own. My police officer father told me I had 3 options, to let it slide since it didn't do any more damage than the last accident so the money I got from the last one could just take care of it (if we found the right paint), I could call her insurance and let them deal with it, or I could work out a deal with her.
Looking at my car and being told over and over again that it was my choice, I decided that I'd be nice and let it go. I love my car and figured that even with a few dents on the back, since it was still perfectly running, it was no issue to me. I wouldn't put another college student through the issue for money. So I didn't contact her insurance or anything.
SO, HERE WE ARE 3 MONTHS LATER. A neighbor came over and said my car smelled like gas, and we go out to find that, hey, it turns out, in that accident, my fuel tank was broken. Awesome. It's too late to contact insurance about it. Even better. And now my mother is PISSED OFF at me for not having gone to her insurance and everything, and keeps saying it's my fault that (since 95 escorts don't have metal tanks that can be replaced) my car will probably have to be junked.
The car I've worked SO hard to make sure nothing happened to, unusable because I was too nice to get someone else into trouble.
Now I have to somehow get the money for a new car that I can use to drive myself to college in 1 month. So, I'll be taking a lot of commissions to try and scrounge up something. I actually have my last day of work (since I'll be moving) in 2 weeks, so that won't be any help at all.
FML.
Moral of the story: DON'T TEXT AND DRIVE, DON'T HIT SILVIE WHEN DRIVING, and DON'T BOTHER BEING NICE. Grr.
Oh, and buy art from Silvie. Yeah. Please x'3
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He said that he's been looking online for the past week and couldn't find any there since they are known for that sort of issue.
Might want to look there o.o
Thanks though!
Now they want me to get a VW bug D: Every time I drive by people will be hitting each other ;^;
Well, it would be best for you to get a newer car to be truly dependable. *hugs*
Here's hoping that your dad can find a replacement tank soon enough. Maybe one of the local yards will have something and you can luck out. I'll keep my fingers crossed!
Thanks!
That said, that still doesn't make your broken gas tank your fault. Here's hoping you can get it fixed, those gas tanks are definitely out there! http://winnipeg.kijiji.ca/c-cars-ve.....AdIdZ391754778
Thanks! And ... I'll check those out. My dad said the specific one we need is $2000 minimum and that's what I'm saving up for. X.x I'll show him this but he said all the ones he's seen online aren't the correct model. Thanks again!