After my haircut 5 minutes down the road I am coming back up our hill at 5-10 mph (stiff suspension sucks). When the most stereotypical Marin County soccer mom barrels down the road at 50 mph and scrapes the shit out of my back left fender. The part thats funny is she KEEPS DRIVING. She gets to the bottom of our street which is probably half a mile in like 10-15 seconds. So obviously she knows she hit me. I throw the car in reverse and start following to get her license plate number. We pull up to a stopsign and my dad gets out of the car and starts tapping her window, to which she drives off from as well. I end up leaving him on the road (lol) and calling in OnStar to get them to call the police.
I give OnStar her license plate number, and continue following until she actually pulls over at the CHP office in Paradise. I get out of the car to the most terrifying explosion of woman power in the entire world. Shes screaming and yelling and walking around my car looking for damage "I DIDN'T HIT YOU WHY ARE YOU FOLLOWING ME" "OH YOU JUST WAIT UNTILL I CALL THE POLICE OFFICER I KNOW." Well her husband is there, and I'm a pretty fit, taller guy but believe me I didn't want a piece of this guy. Absolutely huge, ripped terrifying guy who actually ended up being pretty cool and reasonable. So when shes done being an angry person I show her the 4-5 inch long stripe of gold paint that she so kindly gave me as my car was stopped. They were both saying "theres popholes up there, and you were going just as fast as I was". The husband got called after she hit me and met up with her at the CHP office.
So the police get there and shes still screaming, and she starts saying "OH WELL HE DOESNT HAVE A FRONT PLATE SO I DIDNT KNOW WHY I WOULD CALL THE POLICE" which made me laugh. The whole time shes yelling at me I have both hands up saying "I really don't want anytrouble, I'm probably one of the most calm people you will ever meet" So we do the whole cop talks to one of us at a time thing, I tell him I know theres potholes, which is why I drive up the road at 5 mph with such stiff suspension and that I was stopped when she hit me. She hit me, floored it away and here we are.
While the two cops are talking a third one pulls up and starts talking to me about my car which is cool.
The cop talking to them comes over and asks me what I want to do since he can clearly see that she hit me. I walk over to my car and am able to just wipe most of her paint off so I just tell him not to do anything, and I don't want to deal with a person like her ever again.
THEN the husband comes over and says to me "I appreciate that, shes been a little tense lately... our house was broken into a couple weeks ago and she just gets scared easily" while on the inside I'm saying "how the hell is that an excuse to hit and run" to which I respond with "Look man its all good, I just wanted her to know she hit me, I'm not trying to get anyone in trouble". He shook my hand, said he appreciated it again and got in his car and drove away. She gets in her car and just leaves no apology no nothing.
The cops sit around and ask me about the car for a bit and tell me I'm free to go, and that I don't need to worry about my front plate, which I thought was really cool of them.
I guess there are stupid people everywhere, but it seems like there is a lot of them in Marin County.
