Fucking truck swerved abruptly into my lane without any warning, I swerved, and banged another car in front.
And that truck totally didnt get caught even though LAPD was just a few feet away. Karma had better bite that driver in the ass man!
So surreal, but it seems like accidents are a part and parcel of LA life.
The cops and people were so relaxed about it, like it happened everyday.
I was like OH FUCK OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT at first, but after awhile, its like, chay, no big deal.
And totally sabo-ed the driver, cos she was driving without a license. Cops gave her a ticket and towed her car away.
And i was wondering why she was so eager to leave without a fuss when I was the one in the wrong.
Anws, our car was more damaged than hers.
Still minor damages though, just a destroyed headlight. Not sure about the inside of the car. Smoke kinda billowed out from the front boot right after the accident, something must have spoilt. Gonna get a full check when we return to LA.
And all her car got were a couple of scratches.
Arghhh insurance is not gonna cover our repairs.
Guess the most important thing is that nobody was injured.
Actually, I wouldnt mind getting slightly injured in place of the car.
At least Im insured, so I wouldnt have to worry about a thing.
ZZZ but wtv, everyone's just gonna say my life is more important and I guess thats true.
On hindsight, at least I'll have a cool story to bring back to Singapore (not to my parents though.)
Nothing like a car accident to complete the LA assimilation.
What a way to mark the start of spring break.
A sign of things to come?
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