This morning, after taking P to the place that I pay for her to play all day, while I was driving to the place that pays me, I had a 'slight altercation' with a car that was driving in front of me (no one was hurt). To make a long story short, he stopped, I tried to stop. But didn't. And couldn't. I came to a stop AFTER making contact with his bumper. There was black ice involved. When black ice is involved, it's never pretty.
The other car was, (to put it nicely) a '1919-Get-Out-And-Push'. I even told the driver to take the money and run, because I'm sure the damages are more than his car is worth. Neither I or the driver of the other car were cited by the police that came to our roadside party, so no one is to blame for the altercation.
I wasn't too worried about the damages to the new hoop d'ville (still has no name). I was able to get an estimate for the repair after lunch today. The cost of the repair is far less than my 500 euro ($532) deductible, which means I won't have to sacrifice P's birthday party next month. Just kidding, I wouldn't cancel her shindig to fund the repairing of the new hoop d'ville. I would postpone it a few months. She would never know. I have an appointment next Thursday to get it repaired.
The results of the altercation (to show how early it gets dark here, the photos were taken at 1730~5:30pm for you civilians):
When P saw it after I picked her up this afternoon, the first thing she said was 'WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY CAR?' I would rather deal with precinct full of police than to deal with P's possession issues. Remember Bruce? He 'belonged' to her, too.