And how well it all started (- Toyota Camry, 1.8 liter, 1989

I went to my native Kursk for the weekend to see my family

, stopped by for a meeting of D2RU Kursk, finally changed shoes for the winter

, changed the timing belt, oil with filters, washed the car ...

the beauty! Everything is nice and good. Sunday, evening, it's time to return to Voronezh, because I have to go to work on Monday, and before that I also need to sleep. And so, I left, the road was wet, but not slippery, there were few cars on the highway, nothing foreshadowed trouble. I didn’t drive fast (no more than 100 on good sections, but on bad ones I threw off up to 60), 11 km remained to Voronezh ... just some 11 km! I catch up with the truck, follow it, it trudges 50 km / h, I wait for the moment when it will be possible to overtake it, because. It's past midnight and I really want to take a break. And so, we follow him, we drive into the settlement *** (I don’t remember what it’s called, there’s also a turn to the White Well), the road bifurcates, I start accelerating to overtake it, but, for some reason I don’t understand, the truck starts slow down, the trailer begins to skid in my direction, and a little more, and the trailer will press me against the bump stop (separator between the oncoming ones), respectively, the first reaction is braking, but there was snow near the bump stop, and it starts to spin me, somehow I’m getting away from the hit by the trailer, I slip in centimeters from the left bump stop, and, apparently, I turned the steering wheel too much to the right, because when I applied the brake, I was thrown sharply to the right, turned 180 and I flew into the right bump stop with my rear left wing. The truck driver decided not to stop. Bottom line: the rear left fender went into the trunk, the rear left headlight is no more, it scratched the paint on the bumper a lot, and broke the seat belt lock (it pinched the door when I got out). I haven’t counted in monetary terms yet, I’ll post pictures, you will help me. and it starts to spin me, somehow I’m avoiding being hit by a trailer, I’m slipping in centimeters from the left bump stop, and, apparently, I turned the steering wheel too much to the right, because when I applied the brake, I was sharply thrown to the right, turned 180 and I was rear left wing flew into the right bump stop. The truck driver decided not to stop. Bottom line: the rear left fender went into the trunk, the rear left headlight is no more, it scratched the paint on the bumper a lot, and broke the seat belt lock (it pinched the door when I got out). I haven’t counted in monetary terms yet, I’ll post pictures, you will help me. and it starts to spin me, somehow I’m avoiding being hit by a trailer, I’m slipping in centimeters from the left bump stop, and, apparently, I turned the steering wheel too much to the right, because when I applied the brake, I was sharply thrown to the right, turned 180 and I was rear left wing flew into the right bump stop. The truck driver decided not to stop. Bottom line: the rear left fender went into the trunk, the rear left headlight is no more, it scratched the paint on the bumper a lot, and broke the seat belt lock (it pinched the door when I got out). I haven’t counted in monetary terms yet, I’ll post pictures, you will help me. The truck driver decided not to stop. Bottom line: the rear left fender went into the trunk, the rear left headlight is no more, it scratched the paint on the bumper a lot, and broke the seat belt lock (it pinched the door when I got out). I haven’t counted in monetary terms yet, I’ll post pictures, you will help me. The truck driver decided not to stop. Bottom line: the rear left fender went into the trunk, the rear left headlight is no more, it scratched the paint on the bumper a lot, and broke the seat belt lock (it pinched the door when I got out). I haven’t counted in monetary terms yet, I’ll post pictures, you will help me.