Ok so I got 4 days of school left, thats not including today, I pull out of my school on Joy Rd., sittin in traffic, and I look in my rearview mirror and see a teal cougar(old one) flyin at me. I was like, oh S%&!, i heard his tires squeeling trying to stop and bam!, the focker hit me. It threw my body forward and everything on my seat went everywhere, I was like nooooo...so i signaled him to pull over in the parking lot. We pulled over, got out, he was all like sorry sorry are you ok, i didnt talk, look at my car, tons of scratches but NO BODY DAMAGE! I was like, holy $(*& you hit me hard as hell, but i see nothing wrong, so I got out a rag, got it wet, and wiped off all visible marks. I was like, uhh...ok, have a nice day, there aint nothin wrong, but I got all his info before he left.
So i ran up to my buddies shop, me him and the owner(his dad) looked at everything, it was all completely fine, except a little bumper sag on the right side, but who knows how long thats been there. I was frickin amazed, this kid blasted me, and my car had absolutely nothing.