I didn't know where else to put this and didn't want to overshadow the dead of a members friend in the more appropriate forum.
Well...as of this afternoon, my trusted Nissan 2000 Frontier was effectively totaled. I will post photos when available.
Since my wife had chemo this morning, she was not in any real condition to take our son to his orthodontist appt. so, even though I have been sick, felt good enough to at least try to do that. On my way to the school to pick up my son, a woman ran the red light at highway speed as I pulled out. She hit the front left corner of my truck at at least 50 MPH.
WHen my truck (or what was left of it) came to rest, I was not hurt and I could see the car of the woman that hit me. I went to her car to see if she was OK. She frantically was trying to dial on her cellphone and kept saying, "I tried to stop!" I told her to worry about that later and asker her if she was hurt. She was not coherent so I ran with the assumption that she was hurt and started to call 911. At that time, there was already an off duty policeman on the scene that said he had already called for help. This is good because my adrenaline rush kicked in about that time and I would have had trouble making a truly coherent 911 call. I told all of this to the deputy.
An ambulance was called for the other driver. The EMT asked me if I needed one which I didn't think so. The EMT checked me out a little bit and I signed a form stating that I didn't request ambulance. A state trooper showed and gave us both breath-alyzers. The EMT told me that he didn't think that the other driver was hurt but still taking the ambulance. I don't think that she was drunk. I think that she was talking on her cellphone and missed the light but I don't know that fior sure.
The deputy told me that several eyewitnesses corraborated my account of being hit as I moved through the green light and she ran the red light.
Needless to say, I called my wife so that she could get our son. She said that she felt good enough. By the time she got home, I could tell that she was ready to veg out. She is a tough little woman. I refer to her as "Azizam" (= My Dear in Farsi).
Monday is going to be a busy day and an expensive one for the woman's insurance company. They are going to have to pay for my time off of work to go get the police report, remove over $1,000 of ham radio gear from my soon to be totaled truck while in the wrecker yard, and the rental car that I have already reserved. I will have to assess the ham radio gear for damage when I get it home.