Exactly why dash cams are so effective at dispensing true justice. They have no bias and they are gold to insurance companies when trying to figure out the real truth

 

It seems like the Russians have had that figured out for a while now...

 

This is why I'll never buy another motorcycle, even though I really enjoy riding.

I was never even entirely comfortable in my Boxster, given how pathetically people secure their crap on the way home from Home Depot, Ikea, and - probably worst of all - everywhere that sells mattresses.

 

Yes, this scenario is even more "thought-provoking" when you are on a motorcycle instead of driving a car. Lots of clueless dumbazzes out there. I enjoy riding the HD, but I am uber attentive to everything within a 50 yard circle, going on the premise that it is all actively trying to kill me.

 

Here's one of my WTF moments. I was parked on the side of a residential street sitting in my Civic Sedan (i was 17 and in HS) waiting for a friend to come out of his house. Car was off, btw. There was an intersection behind me. A woman driving a mammoth 91 lincoln towncar stopped at the stop sign. From the street intersecting mine, she turned right to eventually travel in the same direction I was facing after she completed the turn. Well not only did she complete the turn but she continued the turn directly into the driver's side of my car. She totalled my car as both driver's side doors, both front and rear quarter panels were caved in and the front driver's side wheel was sheered off. I needed a spinal tap after dislocating a rib and had a hell of a time with my insurance company when I told them I was in the car but not wearing my seat belt. They couldn't grasp that I didn't need to be since, if you remember, the car was parked and off. Turns out her steering wheels locked on her and she couldn't straighten the wheel. Oh and she was uninsured of course.

 

Every couple weeks I'll review my dash cam files and compile the best of the worst for a little viewing entertainment. It's about time for me to upload another episode soon.

 

I was advised once that if you DID NOT make an effort to AVOID the impending accident, then you're as guilty as the individual that caused it (or could have caused it). Just saying…..

 

Unless you are about to hit a deer. Then you aim right for it.

True story.

 

That's what I was taught. Most accidents involving deer are caused by people swerving to avoid hitting the creature. Not sure if it's true or not. Hope I'll never have to test my reflexes on this front....T

 

Once you get a bit older, and you're driving something worth more than, say, a week's pay, being right starts to matter a lot less than keeping your car intact. Being "right" with a crushed car may be the moral high ground...but I'd rather feel slighted and still have an uncrumpled 996.

 

This is where my head was at. 500 for wheel repair in the grand scheme of things is annoying. An accident that would have crushed the front end of my car would have really diminished the value. No one here would likely buy it as it's had an accident. How many times do I read on here, go find another no excuses car.
I got lucky with my last car that my Pcar dealer sold to me and it had been in an accident unbeknownst to the two of us. It was worth 25% less than a comparable car with no accident and the car was perfectly fixed. \

 

I had 4-5 traffic collisions when I was younger - and although in every one of them the other driver was at fault, I think today's "me" probably would have avoided all of them.

That's not to say that I drive like a Prius pilot - I'm either in my 996 or my Corvette, so I _know_ I'm driving faster than I ever was when I wrecked a Mazda truck and a Delta 88 - but it turns out that "fast" is just one factor, and sometimes it's not even the most crucial one.

I remember my Dad always telling me to drive more defensively. What he MEANT was that I should drive under the assumption that everyone else on the road is a depressed, lobotomized psychopath with one bad eye who is doing lines of blow off the dash, leaving death threats on his girlfriend's voicemail, and trying to get home before his parole officer shows up.