I mean that completely sarcastically of course.
Here is the story. Around 8:30 pm tuesday night I am laying in bed and I hear a strange but loud crash outside. My first thought is that something fell through or knocked over the wood fence in the backyard. I make my way from the back of the house and peek out front. CRAP! I can see the silhouette of the V20 and it is about 4 feet further forward than where it was parked. I walked outside and half the neighborhood is there, half of a front bumper is there, one side mirror is there, the shattered remains of a head light assembly is there however no damaged car is anywhere in sight. Yep, a hit and run.
It is not all bad news though. The boat is barely damaged. It looks like the driver hit the rear corner with his mirror which put a little chip and a scuff in the gel coat, then slid down the port side that put a gouge right about at the water line (not even through the gel coat). The boat is okay and since I am not too far from painting the topsides I am not worried. The real problem is that after the glancing blow to the boat they slammed into the tires/fenders of the trailer. My super cool chrome fenders are toast! A few of the leaf spring U-bolts broke and the axles are twisted to the point that the tires are wedged to the frame so the trailer will not roll. I have the next 4 days off of work at least so I will be able to deal with it. I think the trailer is not worth saving so I will be calling around looking for a replacement. I just don't really have the money to spend right now and what money I do have I was setting aside for a motor. I was hoping to milk it with this trailer until the boat was up and running.
Why so many people have no sense of personal responsibility is such a mystery to me. I always own up to my mistakes. I once backed into a car in a parking lot and put a small dent in the rear door. I spent about 30 minutes looking before I found the owner (who told me me to drive more carefully but don't worry about the dent). Truth is if the guy had stopped and it was an honest mistake, I would have asked for a few bucks or even told him don't worry about it. Unless of course he was drunk (as I suspect), in which case I would have knocked his *** out and called the cops. I have no patience for drunk drivers, especially on my street where there are about a dozen kids.
I will post some pictures later today.
Here is the story. Around 8:30 pm tuesday night I am laying in bed and I hear a strange but loud crash outside. My first thought is that something fell through or knocked over the wood fence in the backyard. I make my way from the back of the house and peek out front. CRAP! I can see the silhouette of the V20 and it is about 4 feet further forward than where it was parked. I walked outside and half the neighborhood is there, half of a front bumper is there, one side mirror is there, the shattered remains of a head light assembly is there however no damaged car is anywhere in sight. Yep, a hit and run.
It is not all bad news though. The boat is barely damaged. It looks like the driver hit the rear corner with his mirror which put a little chip and a scuff in the gel coat, then slid down the port side that put a gouge right about at the water line (not even through the gel coat). The boat is okay and since I am not too far from painting the topsides I am not worried. The real problem is that after the glancing blow to the boat they slammed into the tires/fenders of the trailer. My super cool chrome fenders are toast! A few of the leaf spring U-bolts broke and the axles are twisted to the point that the tires are wedged to the frame so the trailer will not roll. I have the next 4 days off of work at least so I will be able to deal with it. I think the trailer is not worth saving so I will be calling around looking for a replacement. I just don't really have the money to spend right now and what money I do have I was setting aside for a motor. I was hoping to milk it with this trailer until the boat was up and running.
Why so many people have no sense of personal responsibility is such a mystery to me. I always own up to my mistakes. I once backed into a car in a parking lot and put a small dent in the rear door. I spent about 30 minutes looking before I found the owner (who told me me to drive more carefully but don't worry about the dent). Truth is if the guy had stopped and it was an honest mistake, I would have asked for a few bucks or even told him don't worry about it. Unless of course he was drunk (as I suspect), in which case I would have knocked his *** out and called the cops. I have no patience for drunk drivers, especially on my street where there are about a dozen kids.
I will post some pictures later today.