By: fallen angel

It was a rainy day yesterday, and as I exited the SMART tunnel heading home from a meeting, I noticed there was a traffic jam just right in front of me. And as soon as I noticed the jam, I quickly rammed the brakes. As the road was slippery, the wheels locked and slid on the road, heading right towards the Volvo in front of me.

Thoughts flew through my mind, but I decided to remain calm and not do anything rash. Everything was in slow motion, and I noticed the important details – there was nowhere I could go, I can’t go right, I was already on the right-most lane, I can’t go left because there were cars there too, and I had no choice but to hope that the brakes would stop the car in time.

It didn’t.

Bang! My car rammed into the Volvo right in front of me, and I can feel the impact pushing my car a little to the left when it hit the Volvo. I came out to check the damage, and to talk to the Volvo driver.

To my surprise, he didn’t even bother to come down to check, just waved his hand as if to say “What-lah!”, and drove off! The cars behind me honked in impatience, and I quickly get inside and drive off after seeing the damage: the right headlight was smashed a little, and the front side of the car looks a little crushed in; the bumper in front was bent in a little.

And I wonder – why didn’t the Volvo driver bother to come down and check the damage, and possibly ask for a reimbursement for the damage caused, if any? Is it because it was drizzling, or is it because he had so much confidence for the Volvo that he’s sure there will be no damage?

I guess I’ll never know.