car accident. — Toyota Yaris, 1.0 liter, 2010

An accident is, of course, a very strong word, but for me it was the first trial. The first sad experience. I was to blame.

It all started out really well. My hands have reached nezamerzayka. Yarik and I smiled at the sun, filled it with water, cleaned the feathers, washed the glass, warmed up and went to choose a big, big TV. We have a hypermarket in Minsk that I don’t like very much and a completely unloved parking lot. The only reason I still go there regularly is the Electrosila store and the interior store (my little and rather big weakness). But there is a wild problem with parking there, it is narrow, ill-conceived, small. I immediately almost hit the car, but decided to re-park and drove to another place. I was also so happy that there was just a place for me.

The TV is selected, the vase is bought, next. according to the plan, the point is lunch ... I didn’t get to it.

There was such a beautiful brand new green Audi. flashed its sides and prevented everyone from passing. I spun this way and that, and followed the mirror in order to drive carefully. but I did not take into account that he still has a bumper with ears. It was I who hit him.

Here immediately the owner materialized and a bunch of assistant advisers and just peeps. I could not pull the price that the owner called me and called the traffic police. I was so shocked and confused that I didn’t even call anyone and ask what I should have done in this situation.

Soon the owner calmed down and offered to sit down and warm up before the arrival of the traffic police. Honestly, I thought that I would wait an hour for our law enforcement officers, no less. And they were in 15 minutes. 2 young guys, with a friendly smile, quickly measured everything, took the documents and we went to agree on how to arrange everything better. Maybe my shaky, out-of-the-weather look, or the expression on my face. but the owner himself decided everything with the traffic police, so that I could get off with as few consequences as possible.

In the end, everything was decided, with a minimum fine, the rights were left to me, the coupon was taken away.

Sitting at home, 2 hours later, drinking liquor for stress, it dawned on me what had happened. I felt ashamed in front of the owner of the Audi, who was in a hurry to visit with a trunk full of alcohol, in front of his beloved Yarik. words cannot convey it. the next day, it took all my self-hypnosis to get behind the wheel and park again and park all over the city.

PS Sister, having learned, showered me with pictures of such a plan =)