The Wreck

Long day at work:


I had to work in Sweeny Complex earlier today. About an hour south of where I live, so we carpooled to save on gas.

At work, my work uniform includes: Hard hat, gloves, ear plugs, safety goggles, steel toe boots, and flame resistant clothing.

Right outside the plant gate, we always are in a hurry to take off our hard hats, safety glasses, and ear plugs. They aren't the most comfortable thing to wear all day in the Texas sun.

So we carpool home and we get back to my place. A few friends want to go out to eat at a fancy Indian place. Me and a Coworker jump in my Ferrari and head over there.

Ferrari's use a lot of exotic metals in the engines to save on weight and increase performance. Because of this, it is extremely important to warm up the engine thoroughly, due to the different thermal expansion rates of the metals.

So we spend a few minutes warming up the car at idle. Ready, Set, Go.

Trying to make up the time lost, I open up the throttle as I on the on ramp for the freeway. 20 miles per hour-30-40-50-60-70- clutch-second gear-gas -80-90 -clutch-3rd gear-gas-

100-110-120- clutch-4th gear-gas! 130! 140!
There are some cars in front of me, so I brake down to about 80 and switch lanes. Shit. That's all it took. My car looses traction in the back. I try to correct, but it spins out of control.

While still going about 70 miles per hour, I spin 180º, brush up against a freeway barrier, and then knock a pickup truck off the road. Happened pretty fast. Both vehicles stop. Everyone is okay. We push my car off the road, which is harder than it looks because the wheel barely rolls.

I make sure again everyone is okay. You can buy Ferrari fenders. Well... Maybe you can't buy them, because they are quite pricey... Haha, just kidding. You can buy Ferrari fenders, but you can't buy health or life or a new arm. The people in the other car actually get a little annoyed that I kept asking them if they are okay.

They are okay though. Shit. Back to my life. I'm not hurt. My car looks fucked up though. WTF am I going to do. 

Rear window grill cracked

Rear bumper and quarter panel. Look at the rear rim It's missing most of its lip

Side skirt. Hit the bottom of it on the concrete barrier.

Front Bumper

Roof. Shit. This is an aluminum panel. which means that to replace it. There's only a few places in the country certified to work on aluminum sheet metal. It's due to the weldability and how it doesn't bend, it plastically deforms

Taillights and trunk.

I know a guy called David who works out a lot. He knows how to deal with insurance agencies and maybe I won't loose that much money after all. Before I can think about this for too long...

Before I know it a police car shows up trying to investigate the accident. Shit... I'm fucked!

But actually, what's funny is that before the police show up, a bunch of tow trucks show up.

They all have the same scanner communications that the police use, but they are twice as eager to get to the scene. They must get a large commission.

So the officer asked me wtf I was doing.

Texas Police Officer: Son, who in da hale does you thank you is, drivin' up here in MAH city, on MAH highwaiz, goin' a bahzillion miles an hour?

Errorik: Sorry Sir.

Texas Police Officer: I don't wanna hear no sorry. Does I look like I need to hear a sorry? Is dat what chure gunna tell my son if you hit him while he's playin' baskatball in da streets? He ain't gonna be able to hear your sorry den.

Errorik: Look, it was an accident. I'm sor..

Texas Police Officer: I told ya I don't want none more of your sorries. You're just lucky everything turned out okay.

...and so on for about 2 hours....

And then he finally let me off with a $300 ticket and 2 points on my record. I could tell he wanted to arrest me so bad. I might want to too. Some punk kid thinks he's all that driving around a fuckign ferrari? The ticket was for "Failure to stay in lane". That's one way to put spinning out on the highway and hitting barriers and knocking another truck off the road.

But as he was walking away he told me how lucky I was that I was so caring for the people in the other car. They pleaded with the officer not to arrest me. There's some karma left after all.

Now... What to do with my car...