Not my nose. My Saab's. (Soft weeping.)
I'm trying to shy away from these personal life stories, as they're probably pretty boring, but I figured this one could be an exception.
I got into a little fender-bender on Monday morning, which resulted in some very localized damage to the 9-5 (didn't even bend any body panels). The front bumper, left headlight, and lots of little plastic bits need to be replaced, which means I'll be exercising my $500 insurance deductible and only feel relief it isn't more (the headlight alone is over $1,000 and the whole bill is over $3k). It's kind of crazy to think that this small accident costs almost 1/4 of the price I paid for the car to fix.
Its not a very exciting story - a woman in a Jag nailed the brakes at a yellow, I didn't expect it, and was probably distracted, and ended up about five feet short of stopping distance. I couldn't have been going more than five miles per hour when I hit her (her back bumper just needs some paint work). She's fine, I'm fine, she pops right out of the car with a smile on her face and a southern accent and says "you know, the same exact thing happened to me six months ago," and goes on to tell me how much it'd cost to fix. Of course I was just thinking, "hey, stop playing that dirty trick on people and maybe you can stop fixing your bumper." But honestly it's my fault, which is the worst part of the whole thing.
I've already spoken to insurance, filed the police report, gotten an estimate, and lined up the guy I want to fix it (the body shop my dealer referred me to). I was lucky that the car was still 100% drivable, as it made all that pretty easy. Now I just need to wait and see if my desired body shop can get their quote approved by my insurance company. I also need to replace a front license plate (which was initially bent up and later fell off, much to my chagrin. I also really need to go get an IL drivers license, as the only reason I don't have a massive ticket right now is that the officer who processed my paperwork was a nice guy. (I was actually also pulled over later in the day by a cop who thought I looked suspicious driving around in a busted up Saab in a semi-bad neighborhood (where the body shop is) and he could have ticketed me as well).
So, all in all, this weel I will:
-Get a replacement or new license plates for my car
-Get a new drivers license (AKA giving in)
-Hopefully have my body shop start order parts
-Double hopefully drop my car off for repairs
I'm desperately hoping to have the car back by a week from Friday, when Maria and I were supposed to visit Iowa. I really don't know if that'll happen - its all up to how long it takes my insurance company to okay the repairs and how long it takes my body shop to get parts.
The other result of this is that I'm taking the train for the next couple of weeks. The car, as I mentioned, is perfectly drivable, but until I get the air bag sensors replaced and a new front license plate I'd be nervous driving it much. (Also, it looks pretty embarassing at the moment.) I actually think this will be a good thing, as I'll get the car back and resume driving having been completely recharged on my hatred of the train.