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Anonymous
I had a lady run into the back of my dad's pickup (95 F150) going 65 in a 45 while I was stopped with my blinkers on picking up the mail. She could have been going faster, because 65mph is what she told the cops after they saw the wreck and figured she wasn't going the speed limit. She made almost no attempt to brake as there was about 200 yards of straight road behind me only and two or three ABS induced skid marks about 10 yards behind my bumper. I remember sifting through junk mail and all of a sudden being about 20 feet down the road and my seatbelt tight as shit. The ambulance showed up and took her home after she gave a statement, I was cleared. I asked the police if It would be okay if I tried to tear our cars apart, as mine didn't look damaged at all, it just had a civic under it and the back tires were in the air. I turned my front hubs and drug the car along for about ten feet before it pulled its ass off the hood. The front end of the civic was completely disintegrated, nothing recognizable left, the engine block was split open. My differential was scratched to shit and my bumper fell off, but my truck was totally fine, passed inspection and everything, totally straight, straighter if anything.
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