9. On the occasion in question, Defendant was traveling behind Plaintiff in the left hand lane of Interstate 57 when Plaintiff noticed Defendant’s lights flashing. Plaintiff moved over to the right hand lane to allow Defendant to pass, at which time he saw beer cases falling from Defendant’s truck towards him. Plaintiff swerved left in an attempt to avoid the beer cases when the accident occurred.…
Driver of vehicle 1, Daysha Johnson, stated she was traveling south on North Tucker Boulevard passing Cole Street. Johnson stopped at the rear of vehicle 2 and looked down at her phone. Johnson stated she thought cars began to move so she proceeded south on North Tucker Boulevard where she struck the rear bumper of vehicle 2.…
Vehicle 2 sustained damage to the right front quarter panel, front passenger door and the hood and right front bumper.…
On or about April 8, 2013, the plaintiff was en route back to his home after signing a three-year contract with MCI records after winning National Idol. The plaintiff was riding his motorcycle southbound on Highway 57 going a speed of 60-65 miles per hour. The defendant’s driver flashed his lights signaling the need to pass which the plaintiff obliged to. The plaintiff swerved to avoid falling cases of beer but was struck.…
“I DON’T CARE MOM!” I screamed at the top of my lunges. We were driving along I-95 on the sway home from my successful driver's license test. I was 16. I was normal. The radio played in the background but it couldn’t be heard over my mom yelling. This was the same crap I dealt with every day. I could have sworn that woman tried to find something to fight over: this time it was about how I should, “be more responsible” and “find a job” and “needing to grow up!”…
Investigation reavealed that Vehicle 1 and 2 were travelling in the middle lane of Route 1 North when Vehicle 1 struck vehicle 2 from behind. Driver 2 stated that she tried to stop as vehicle in front of her coming to a stop and all of a sudden she felt her vehicle get hit from behind. Driver 1 stated that he saw Vehicle 2 coming to a stop all of sudden and he tried to stop, but he couldn't stop in time to avoid the collision. Vehicle 1 was found to be at fault for this collision.…
On Friday, March 8, 2013, I was involved in an automobile collision in my 2002 Mitsubishi Galant. The time was approximately 6:45 a.m. The account number related to this vehicle is 78811654. I was coming to a stop at a red light at the intersection of Stark St. and Liberty Ave., and then a grey 1996 Ford F-150, Oregon plate 364 EUC, driven by Alex Johson rear-ended me. Mr. Johson seemed unaware that the light at the intersection had turned red, and failed to come to a complete stop. The impact was not severe, but my car will need repairs to the rear bumper, trunk, and driver’s side taillight. I have enclosed photos of both cars after the impact, and Mr. Johson’s insurance information. Please feel free to contact me if you have any questions. I am available Monday-Friday, 5 p.m.-10 p.m., and Saturday and Sunday, 8 a.m.-10 p.m. Thank you for your assistance.…
I exited the Interstate 95 ramp heading west towards Hollandale Beach Boulevard. I continued traveling west in the center lane as I drove over the rail road tracks another vehicle that exited the northbound ramp and tried to merge over into the center lane. Therefore, traffic was stop and go, I was already applying my brakes when I struck their vehicle on the driver’s side taillight and quarter panel. There is no damage to my vehicle.…
The narrative, The Driver’s Seat struck home for me because I just received my driver’s license this past May, 2015. I took time for me to actually drive and to become comfortable behind the wheel of a car. This piece of writing spoke to me and allowed me to review some of the identical thinking points that I went through while getting to the point of taking control of my dad’s car. The story effectively walked me through the trials of spirit and mental anguish that preceded me in taking hold of the vehicle with my dad as the co-pilot giving directions. This was the exact thing the driving instructor in The Driver’s Seat‘ taught the author. The routine of how to maneuver and throw caution to the wind- taking risks- to get the author over…
It was a beautiful summer day. Not a cloud in the sky and the sun beating down on anyone under it. It was a perfect day to call over my friends and have an adventure or play ultimate Frisbee like we did almost any day. Today, my neighbor and I, Paul, decided to change things up for a change. We decided to use my homemade go-kart on the abandoned golf course, Blue Heron, behind my house. We grabbed our helmets and took brushed the dust off the go-kart from years sitting in my basement garage for years and were on our way to the long steep hills that Blue Heron had to offer.…
Every morning, I ride to school with my mother in her car. She drops me off at school on her way to work.…
I’m not satisfied with my car ride; it’s too rough. For instance, when a road surface has grooves in it, the wheels get pulled in every direction. My tires’ treads seem too deep for ordinary city driving. Bumps and potholes usually send my passengers’ heads straight into the roof. When I bought my car, I asked about its stiff suspension and heavy-duty tires. The salesperson told me that the suspensions’ elements would eventually soften for a smoother ride, but they haven’t. I should have known not to trust anyone’s words more than my own instincts.…
I made myself breakfast in bed. I added salt and pepper to my eggs and used my toast to create a cheese and bacon sandwich. I squeezed the juice, the life from a grapefruit into a glass. I scraped the charred remains from the frying pan and rinsed the red substance off the counter. I washed the dishes and folded the towels.…
Two months after I get my driver’s license, I get my very first speeding ticket. What a great way to start out driving, right? Well my parents didn’t think so. So, I’m driving home from school on this I guess you could call it a “hilly” road where the bumps are fun to ride over when speeding. It was all fun and games until I spot the cop parked at the end of the street just watching me. There was no use in slowing down. I knew he’d already clocked me at 50 in a 25. There wasn’t anyone on the road besides me, but in the passenger seat sat my best friend. I was also driving through a neighborhood. I put a lot of people in danger. I know the whole situation could have been retained if I had followed the law.…
Most people dream about what kind of car they want to get when they start driving. First cars are really special. Like most teenagers, I had to settle for a used car even if it was not my dream car. My first car was my most memorable car because I got my license in it, it was all mine, and I had a wreck in it.…
