Still coming to terms with the scars. It’s heart-wrenching, frustrating and dissappointing when you take such good care of your possessions and yet you are the one that has to take the negatives. It was just less than an hour to go out to get something. And it is now badly scarred…dents all over and lots of little chips on the windscreen and windows.
The heart-breaking sight…
Insurance hopefully covers (for some reason, no one is answering the phone at the insurance company today) but still…the hassle of having it repaired and the possibility of other forms of damages inflicted by the repairer. I prefer to minimise leaving the car with anyone else, if possible. And how close to the original state can they get it back to? And the standard excess payable. All this for…being at the wrong place, at the wrong time. Can’t you hit those who doesn’t give a shit about their car. Why?
I don’t care if the whole Melbourne is underwater. I just want the car back in its previous condition. I don’t think it can suffer another blow after what its gone through…
Maybe it’s a sign. A sign to get another car. But…i don’t want any other car…
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