“The car was going fast.”
“Did you see it before the collision?”
This exchange happens all the time at traffic collisions. In most cases, the same person did one of two things. They turned left in front of a car or pulled out from a driveway in front of a car. Either way they crashed into another driver, who was minding their own business while traveling down a road.
When this happens, the driver who is at fault tries to blame the other car because it was “going too fast.” My next question always is, “How do you know the car was going fast if you didn’t see it?”
This question usually triggers a twitch in the driver’s face that causes them to squint and give me that deep in thought look. It’s almost like I have a hidden switch that I flicked with my finger to get them to do that because it happens every I ask that question. Actually, there’s no switch. It just their confused look.
One confused driver once replied, “It felt fast.”
“It felt fast?”
“Yeah, it felt fast.”
I think the better way to describe the crash was that it felt hard, but who am I to point that out?
“The car was going fast” statement is alive and well in the traffic collision world. It is said a few times a week without fail. In fact, it came up again on Wednesday night in a four-car crash involving a driver with a suspended license.
I guess when there are five points of impact, four cars and a vehicle in someone’s front yard, a person might want to deflect blame onto someone else by saying, “He was going fast.”
I have an idea. How about following the f#$%ing rules and not drive? It would be easier for everyone out there on the roads.
The idiot shitpickle that hit us was going too fast. Traffic had come to a screeching halt, and everyone else had avoided hitting anyone. The moron was diverted by something else that occupied his tiny mind, so he rear-ended us at seventy miles per hour. He tried to blame it on us first, then on the two wonderful state troopers that arrived to help us. I was able to help the trooper by demolishing the pissant’s complaints against him. We lost a car, but made a friend that day
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A rear ender is different. They’re always going too fast when that happens. Ī was poking at the humor of excuses people give when they turn and fail to yield to a car.
I heard a conversation just like this the other day. “I was pulling out, and a car almost hit me! He was going too fast!” Then another person pointed out that it would be impossible to know how fast they were going if you didn’t see them.
Faster than the speed of light, apparently! lol
Haha. I’ll have to use that line one day. Thanks.