Not your usual good-bye thread... I, unfortunately, wrote it off last week!
I arrived home after work last Thursday only to get a last minute invite for dinner (naturally, I accepted), it was a warm evening so I thought I'd take the Clio out for a run as it hadn't been driven since the weekend. The Turkish was great, thoroughly enjoyed it, so headed home on my usual route.
I'm still not entirely sure what happened - one second I was cruising around a fairly relaxed bend (40mph, supposedly a few mates have done 90 around it - mad.) and the next I'm watching a wooded hedge attempt to break its way through my windscreen. In total I grounded two small birch trees and 10m of hedging. I smacked my head pretty hard and had to smash an already-cracked window to vacate the car but was otherwise unharmed. No airbags - very disappointed, I'm sure a curtain airbag would've saved the grapefruit-sized bruise of the side of my head... night in hospital as a precaution for my 'moderate concussion' was on the cards.
I was aware of an HID'd BMW chav blasting up behind me before I went around the corner, I was unsure whether or not he punted me or I accidentally hit the puddle/verge on the corner (likely the later, no marks of the rear bumper). Wrote down his number as a witness (even though he rather oddly denies seeing anything!!) - it seemed to me like he wanted to make a quick getaway so I let him once the security guards arrived and spoke to him.
Security guards, I hear you ask? Yes, well. I happend to crash into the hedge of a very well known stud...more importantly, I happened to park my car in a ditch no-less-than 15m away from the most valuable racehorse in the world. If you follow horse racing you should know who I'm talking about. Whoops! Naturally, a couple floppy-haired-Ralph-Lauren-wearing-racing-type assholes appeared to assert their authority on the poor commoner with his chav wagon in their hedge.
"Have you been down this road before? Or any road, for that matter?"
"Do you know whose hedge you've just crashed into?"
"You're not going to be able to afford to fix that are you, mate?"
Were a few of my favourite quotes...
Always like to amuse these types in a dick waving contest before shooting off. Queue arrival of neighbour in my Mercedes lol. "Here's a 50 for your groundskeepers (were chopping the birch trees up), make sure it gets to them" cya.
I don't normally do things like that, but the majority went out of their way for me so it's the least I could do. They'll get a crate of beers when I get time, too.
Nothing too spectacular:
Didn't want anyone scraping my wing mirrors so folded them in.
I'm still waiting to hear back from the insurance company...having doubts as to whether or not they'll pay out (I already know it's a total loss). As always with claims.
Unsure if I should get another Clio. I like having a small car around, especially a rare one like ours, but I don't think I can justify ordering a new one...yet.
Apologies for wrecking an increasingly rare R27 and not having a particularly valid excuse for it!
I arrived home after work last Thursday only to get a last minute invite for dinner (naturally, I accepted), it was a warm evening so I thought I'd take the Clio out for a run as it hadn't been driven since the weekend. The Turkish was great, thoroughly enjoyed it, so headed home on my usual route.
I'm still not entirely sure what happened - one second I was cruising around a fairly relaxed bend (40mph, supposedly a few mates have done 90 around it - mad.) and the next I'm watching a wooded hedge attempt to break its way through my windscreen. In total I grounded two small birch trees and 10m of hedging. I smacked my head pretty hard and had to smash an already-cracked window to vacate the car but was otherwise unharmed. No airbags - very disappointed, I'm sure a curtain airbag would've saved the grapefruit-sized bruise of the side of my head... night in hospital as a precaution for my 'moderate concussion' was on the cards.
I was aware of an HID'd BMW chav blasting up behind me before I went around the corner, I was unsure whether or not he punted me or I accidentally hit the puddle/verge on the corner (likely the later, no marks of the rear bumper). Wrote down his number as a witness (even though he rather oddly denies seeing anything!!) - it seemed to me like he wanted to make a quick getaway so I let him once the security guards arrived and spoke to him.
Security guards, I hear you ask? Yes, well. I happend to crash into the hedge of a very well known stud...more importantly, I happened to park my car in a ditch no-less-than 15m away from the most valuable racehorse in the world. If you follow horse racing you should know who I'm talking about. Whoops! Naturally, a couple floppy-haired-Ralph-Lauren-wearing-racing-type assholes appeared to assert their authority on the poor commoner with his chav wagon in their hedge.
"Have you been down this road before? Or any road, for that matter?"
"Do you know whose hedge you've just crashed into?"
"You're not going to be able to afford to fix that are you, mate?"
Were a few of my favourite quotes...
Always like to amuse these types in a dick waving contest before shooting off. Queue arrival of neighbour in my Mercedes lol. "Here's a 50 for your groundskeepers (were chopping the birch trees up), make sure it gets to them" cya.
I don't normally do things like that, but the majority went out of their way for me so it's the least I could do. They'll get a crate of beers when I get time, too.
Nothing too spectacular:
Didn't want anyone scraping my wing mirrors so folded them in. I'm still waiting to hear back from the insurance company...having doubts as to whether or not they'll pay out (I already know it's a total loss). As always with claims.
Unsure if I should get another Clio. I like having a small car around, especially a rare one like ours, but I don't think I can justify ordering a new one...yet.
Apologies for wrecking an increasingly rare R27 and not having a particularly valid excuse for it!
very bad news buddy. But most importantly, your safe. It's just a piece of metal the car. Yes it's rare, but I'd rather a rare car go than myself. 
