Your Hit List, or, Damage Caused by Others.

[72BahamaBlue]

I thought I'd start a topic, inspired by Guerra's and others' damage from a hit and run, or hits and runs !

I'll start...

My 1972 F250 hit list:

1) 1991, stopped at an uncontrolled intersection, 2 others did not; one hit the other, car spun into me, smashed grille, fender damage.
Insurance payment, $650.
2) Parked at a Goodyear tire shop, waiting for them to reinstall (correctly this time) front end bushings, mechanic allows big heavy car to roll backwards, fails
to remember power brake pedal hard to depress when engine not running, panics, forgets about e-brake, hit driver's side fender.
Payment, 1/2 price front end alignment.
3) 90's, Exiting Starbucks parking lot, pushy barger just couldn't wait for traffic to clear, barged her way in, sideswiped fr. pass.
corner...cheap Chinese bumper bent, stone deflector bent, pass. turn signal lense broken.
She sent me $20. Wow.
4) 2000-something, inattentive passenger allows the full weight of her heavy GM door to open with great velocity into mine. Nice
dent on door bump.
Payment? A dismissive scoff.
5) 2004, loud thump-bang, speeder 2 am hits rear taillight housing, moderate repairable damage.
Payment, a broken Ford minivan passenger mirror, with power adjust! Sweet.

That's all I can think of right now...I didn't include the 3 windsheilds smashed from road hazards, but overall, lucky to get any money. Most dangerous places for my bump? Parking lots, followed by quiet residential streets.

What damage has your bump suffered? Any compensation? Photos? Please share, and be careful out there!

Cheers. Mark.

[Ranger72]

4) 2000-something, inattentive passenger allows the full weight of her heavy GM door to open with great velocity into mine. Nice
dent on door bump.
Payment? A dismissive scoff.

Wow. I would let them walk away and then hook my front bumper into their car backing out. Actually, I'd have my wife do it, she's really good at it.

Here in California, if someone so much as taps your car you just grab you neck and ask for an ambulance. Even if you decide not to sue them their insurance company will be tripping over its own dick trying to get you to settle.

[BobbyFord]

2007, sitting at a red light, knucklehead was too busy texting to worry about driving and plowed into the rear of my truck going about 40 mph. Toasted the bed, killed the bumper, bent the frame, mashed the bed into the cab, popped out the back window. Compensation; $8500

[woods]

About 8 or 9 years ago, we had a really strong winter for around here. Lot's of freezing rain. There was a heavy sheet of ice on everything. I was bumbling down the road at a pretty slow pace and there was a cop car right on my butt. I mean, so close that all I could see was the top of his car.

A kid on an inner tube came zinging off a hill and across the road in front of me. The kid was quite a ways away, but I thought maybe a buddy of his might be right behind him, so I hit the brakes in anticipation of that and WHAM! The hood of the cop car and my EZ-lift hitch became one.

The guy actually had the stones to try and act angry at me, like it was my fault. I politely reminded him that he hit me and he was not supposed to do that. No damage to my truck aside from some blue paint on my hitch. His car needed to be towed. I really wish I would of had a camera phone, but I didn't at the time.

[forrestbump]

Back in 1966, I just finished putting headers and dual pipes on a 327 that was in my '55 Chevy Sedan Delivery.

Car sounded GREAT, so I drove over to the local burger joint where all my buddies would hang out just to 'show off'...

Pulled into the parking lot, a small group gathered around my car, I hopped out, popped the hood, throttled the motor up by hand...and off it went!

I'd left the PG in gear (haste to show off and extreme stupidity sealed my fate) so there I was jammed between the fender and hood leaning in the engine compartment in a car racing towards a phone pole. No way to steer or stop it!

Car hit the pole, threw me about 5 feet. Landed on my head so no damage there... How fast was I going? Felt like a hundred to me...

Damage to car: destroyed grill, bumper, splash pan PS fender plus Z'd the frame. To repair it all back then was under $75.00

Damage to ego? ...well my buddies couldn't stop laughing and they STILL remind me of my stupidity today...

[woods]

Back in 1966, I just finished putting headers and dual pipes on a 327 that was in my '55 Chevy Sedan Delivery.

Car sounded GREAT, so I drove over to the local burger joint where all my buddies would hang out just to 'show off'...

Pulled into the parking lot, a small group gathered around my car, I hopped out, popped the hood, throttled the motor up by hand...and off it went!

I'd left the PG in gear (haste to show off and extreme stupidity sealed my fate) so there I was jammed between the fender and hood leaning in the engine compartment in a car racing towards a phone pole. No way to steer or stop it!

Car hit the pole, threw me about 5 feet. Landed on my head so no damage there... How fast was I going? Felt like a hundred to me...

Damage to car: destroyed grill, bumper, splash pan PS fender plus Z'd the frame. To repair it all back then was under $75.00

Damage to ego? ...well my buddies couldn't stop laughing and they STILL remind me of my stupidity today...

Oh man, that showing off will get you every time. I had this 50 Ford stepside, I pulled into the gas station where a couple of my friends worked to show off this pile.

When I went to leave, I was going to do the best peg leg burn out I could muster. Well, this thing would not spin a tire from a dead stop, but if you threw it into a sharp turn hard enough to unload the rear tire, then bang the clutch hard to shock the tire into moving, you could hold it spinning for quite a ways on that old hard as a rock bias-ply tire.

Well, all this seemed like a great plan, aside from one small detail. I didn't latch my door well enough. I swung that pig out into the street and it pitched me out the door like a 300 pound bouncer at a strip joint.

I went tumbling and rolling half way across highway 101, the truck jumped the curb, went through a fence and out into a park.

Just like yours, it most certainly could have been a million times worse. Like, someone could have died. Once it seemed like I was okay aside from my pride being nuked and some missing skin, the laughter was on full steam.

[Ranchero50]

You would be amazed at how high a hood will fly when you forget the put the pins on before the test drive... '83 Capri TT blowthrough 351 with a 6" pin on cowl hood. Took it around the block and as it crested a hill at 20mph the wind picked it up and I saw it doing somersauts across the hood of some guys moms car. That was awkward to explain to the insurance folks...

Have you ever rear ended the a car with the back of your car while going down the interstate? Slightly icy in Norfolk Va, coming up on traffic in a '87 mustang tapped the brakes going across a bridge. Car did a 180 and rear ended the last car and put the little old lady into the guard rail. While waiting on the cops the state highway 'safety' pickup truck got nailed twice, ripped the side of the bed off the second time.

Best one where nothing was hurt was trying to come home over the mountain in a bit of snow in my Mustang, did a 360 between two semi's, about soiled my britches on that one.

[forrestbump]

Yeah the hood thing...

Finished a tune up on my buddies '56 Chevy...

Closed the hood, at least we thought we did...old cars DON'T have that second safety latch thing...

...head to a 'quite' side street, bring the motor up to 6 grand, side step the clutch, grabbed second and the hood lifted up, smashed the windshield and then parted company with the loosely tightened hood hinges Yup, another 'oversight' on our part.

I've never seen an all steel '56 Chevy hood fly up over 20 feet in the air before...or since.

AGAIN, God was watching out for both of us...no one was hurt...just our egos.

[george worley]

In 1991 my son was driving my 68 Ranger thru town when a women pulled out from a parallel parking space right in front of him. She had a Toyota Celica and he hit her in the drivers door with the right side of the front bumper on the truck.It tore up the door and fender on her car and knocked it back towards the curb against the parked car in front of her. Police came and she told them she didn't see the truck coming,yeh right couldn't see a big black truck. She got a ticket and all it did to my truck was scratch the crome on the bumper and dent the headlite door.

[woods]

Here's another one...When I was in high school, I borrowed the 71 from Dad. It was a rainy morning and I was stopped at a light right in front of the school. The choke was still on so was turning close to 2000 rpm. I was sitting right behind the principal in his brand new Jeep. Well, I adjusted my foot on the clutch (which was wet) and "pop" my foot slipped off. It REALLY wiped out his Jeep. Actually pulled the seat he was sitting in out of the floor. The truck bumper was a bit banged up.

[69F110]

1985- My Dad's 68 F110. I had just got my driver's license and wanted to drive anywhere...Mom needed something from the store, I asked if I could take Dad's truck. He says yes, but watch out for that table I just made- it is sitting in front of the truck with the varnish drying. Well, about the time I closed the door tot he truck and crunk it up...my brain completely forgot about the table. Put it drive and WHAM! I plowed that table and it flipped over and snapped a huge piece off. Worst part of the whole thing- a literal van load of cousins, aunts, and uncles pulled up like a minute afterward.

Dude, I was crushed. Dad's truck, no damage...table was totalled, my pride destroyed. Dad didn't even whoop me. I did have to fix the table though.

[woods]

Okay, Dad story. I was 16 and dumb as a sack of wet mice....I was backing out of our driveway. I looked back once, all was clear, so naturally I floored in backwards. At this very second, my dad was driving passed the driveway in his MINT condition 79 F350.
I dead centered the side of the bed of his pickup so hard that it spun him sideways out into the street.
Now...you have to understand, this is a man who would scream at me for stacking firewood a little crooked. I knew I was going to have my air supply removed from my person until I passed away. Believe me, I thought really hard about making a run for it and never coming back home (I'm serious). But, I figured it was a good run, may as well die in my own front yard.
Dad gets out, looks at me and says "what happened?" I was really thrown off by this response and the lack of gun fire. I said "I didn't see you". The man actually laughed and said "no sh!t". Then he just told me to turn it into my insurance and kinda dropped it. I think it actually made him blow a fuse and not know how to respond to it. I mean, the guy still brings up how a broke a window in the house playing baseball when I was 8 years old, but he never brings up me bashing into his truck.

[Atlas]

Back , when I lived in Ontario (Canada that is) our part of the province could get some pretty good snow fall. The snow banks of our driveway would get pretty tall, more like a tunnel out to the road. The next time it snowed and with a bit of wind it could fill up pretty quick, I had a 69 Buick Le Sabre as my winter beater while my "56" f100 was hibernating. I was backing the big boat out of the driveway but had to give it some juice to make it through the deepening snow. The rear window was covered with snow so like any good driver hammering it in reverse blindly, I had to open my door just a bit and crank my head facing back out through the open door to see where I was going. Before I knew what happened, my door , which was about 10ft long on this two door tank caught the snow bank , was ripped from my grasp and got flipped so hard that it put a dent in my front fender from slapping it. I got out , grabbed the still hinged door and bent it back around , kicked it closed and got it to latch, closed the window and used the passenger door for the rest of the winter.

That same winter in the same car , I was heading into town on a blustery snowy day. On a straight stretch there was a snow plow coming towards us kicking up one hell of a blinding cloud of snow when we passed by each other it was total white out for a few seconds and when we got through to the other side there was a car following behind the plow and was half in my lane. I gave the old Buick a hard right to escape a possible head-on and she went side ways , my huge rear bumper( and I mean "Huge" on these cars) caught the front of the on-coming car and effectively righted my sideways slide down the road. It straightened me out as that huge bumper raked down the whole side of his car(a brown mid 60's 4 door Chev Biscayne) until our wrap around bumpers locked. The brown chev. kept going , I pulled over to check out the damage and surprisingly just the bumper was "L" shaped on one side. I sledge hammered it back when I got home after my duties in town. This car lived up to it's name as a real winter beater, about a week later I saw the brown Biscayne in town with a huge gouge down the side of the car , no door handles and the rear bumper missing. That'll teach em' for driving on the wrong side of the road behind a snow plow. That was the last winter for the old Buick.

[evan_flatt69]

2011, around Thanksgiving..

Been working outside doing some stuff to the truck and I looked at the side view mirror and something possessed me to tilt it in for some reason. About 30 minutes later I go to back up in the drive way to move my truck.. I start her up, slip in into reverse (with foot on unassisted brake) look out my window into the mirror only to see the side of my truck so I begin to roll down the window to adjust my mirror when.. Wham! Backed square into my mom's Jeep Commander's plastic front bumper. I was suprised to see how well it held up- only a 1 inch bent in gash and some paint transfer. Needless to say there was no damage to my truck.