Accident or how to be in the wrong place at the wrong time - Toyota Corolla Fielder, 1.5 liter, 2001

Warm April evening, not suspecting anything about the imminent unpleasant development of events, I go home happy from the exam. I’m driving in the right lane, I’m not touching anyone, I’m enjoying good music, the warm April sun, a light breeze blowing on my face through the half-open window (as they say in the books, nothing foreshadowed trouble) and then suddenly right in front of me, I decided to change lanes the pilot of a racing car, the driver of the focus, as it turned out later, the teacher of the automotive institute, without calculating his strength, he pushed me to the side of the road, while damaging my front left fender, door, headlight, bumper. From hitting a fairly high curb, the tire broke and the threshold was hushed up. But the matter did not end there, then I waited a month for the decision of the traffic police (the magician decided that he was not to blame. Oh, if you knew how much effort it took me to prove the opposite,
photo of a damaged car I don’t want to do something, by the way, the car has not yet been repaired and a huge scar adorns it like a real man