About 2 weeks ago, I left my house to go to work. I was in my 1 year old RAV4 and at the end of my street, stopped at the STOP sign. It was quickly apparent to me that there was not enough room for the bus to turn on to my street without hitting me, but for some reason, that either didn’t occur to the driver or it didn’t seem to matter to him. So instead of stopping so I could back up to give him room to turn onto the street, he just kept coming.
As I realized this, I started to honk my horn to tell him to stop so I could back up to give him room. I honked wildly and loudly – much to the chagrin of my neighbors who had to deal with this noise pollution so early in the day. My honking was to no avail. He turned onto the street and the left middle portion of his bus connected with my front bumper. At that he finally stopped.
Police were called, a witness was noted, my front bumper cover which tore as we disengaged our vehicles and was subsequently was held in place by duct tape. I brought my RAV 4 into be repaired on Monday with the understanding it most likely wouldn’t be ready until Friday.
Guess what? I received a call today saying my RAV4 was repaired and ready to be picked up. How cool is that. It took less than 3 days for the repair. Whoo Hooo!
My car is repaired
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