Crash

st@nners said:
Yeah he'd have a fat collar if he was mine too. Best thing about it him and the passenger only got a police caution for it.

I think he learnt his lesson though to be fair.

That wreckage literally made me say "**** me!" out loud, that is well and truely buggered. :(

I have no sympathy for the guy who took your mates car though. Was he insured? I'm assuming he didn't have the owners consent too.

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Scottland said:
Edit: Never mind, just answerd. Glad it's been sorted now, whats he replacing it with?
 
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st@nners said:
Yeah i dont think hes daft enough to leave them hanging around again in a hurry. Then again i dont think his brothers daft enough to try it again..

The driver and passenger were 18.

Has he had any problems with insurance?

i.e. Was his brother covered etc?


Edit: Never mind, just answerd. Glad it's been sorted now, whats he replacing it with?
 
Enfield said:
I think he learnt his lesson though to be fair.

That wreckage literally made me say "**** me!" out loud, that is well and truely is buggered. :(

I have no sympathy for the guy who took your mates car though. Was he insured? I'm assuming he didn't have the owners consent too.


Nope he wasnt insured, he doesnt even hold a license, not even a provisional.

He certainly didnt have consent, the first my friend knew of him driving the car was when his gf rang him to tell him his brother was in hospital and that his car was totalled
 
st@nners said:
He certainly didnt have consent, the first my friend knew of him driving the car was when his gf rang him to tell him his brother was in hospital and that his car was totalled

Geeze, I wonder what went through his mind first, the fact that his brand new car has been totalled or that his brother is in hospital.
 
Scottland said:
Has he had any problems with insurance?

i.e. Was his brother covered etc?


Edit: Never mind, just answerd. Glad it's been sorted now, whats he replacing it with?

Hes got a renault kangoo van at the minute for work i dont think he intends on replacing it.

Partly because his insurance has gone through the roof. Hes paying just under 1700 a year on the 1.9 diesel kangoo, Third party only :eek:
 
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st@nners said:
Nope he wasnt insured, he doesnt even hold a license, not even a provisional.
With the police report and his brother ending up in hospital I dont see them claiming the actual owner was driving it. So if the brother didnt have a licence and wasnt a named driver so wasnt insured, how did they manage to get the insurance company to pay for the car?
 
Trickle said:
With the police report and his brother ending up in hospital I dont see them claiming the actual owner was driving it. So if the brother didnt have a licence and wasnt a named driver so wasnt insured, how did they manage to get the insurance company to pay for the car?

brother was driving without consent (theft) which I assume car was covered for.
 
st@nners said:
Nope he wasnt insured, he doesnt even hold a license, not even a provisional.

He certainly didnt have consent, the first my friend knew of him driving the car was when his gf rang him to tell him his brother was in hospital and that his car was totalled

With the police report and his brother ending up in hospital I dont see them claiming the actual owner was driving it. So if the brother didnt have a licence and wasnt a named driver so wasnt insured, how did they manage to get the insurance company to pay for the car?

If it was me id of told the police he took it without consent, that would mean his insurance would pay out but only if he made an official complaint to the police about it. Resulting in his bro being arrested for stealing the car, but then, he shouldnt of taken it in the first place!

I think i would have either broken my bros other arm , then both his legs and then made him pay me back every god damn penny that the car was worth!
 
I did something similar (but not quite as bad) when I was much younger (and MUCH stupider). I took my mum's car out for a joyride when I was 14. Misjudged a braking turn in a 1974 Mustang II Ghia and bumped a log with the left front wheel. Knackered the suspension a little (required replacing the lower A-arm).

I was absolutely sure that my chances of being able to walk and the chances of being able to write without the use of my teeth were completely out the window as soon as my dad found out.

But alas, my father knew that if he raised a hand to me at that point, he would probably have gone to prison for murder, so he did something MUCH worse.

At the time he had a 1971 Datsun 1600 that he had done his usual touch to and it was quite the little screamer of a car. What could be considered a street legal version of a rally car at the time. It was intended to be given to me as my first car when I turned 16. He had just gotten to the point that he was getting a company car for his job, so didn't need the Datsun any more.

So, after telling me that the car was going to be mine, having me wash and wax it lovingly as if it already was mine, he let it sit on the driveway for several months to torture me, then he turned around and sold it to one of my friends who proceeded to wrap it around a tree a few weeks later. He knew that would happen and made sure I knew it.

He then asked me if I was EVER going to take a car without the owner's permission. My response? "Hell no. That hurt more than ANY beating EVER could have!!!" His response? "Good. Glad it did. Because the loss of faith in you hurt MUCH worse than the damage to the car did."

I learned my lesson. Hope the driver of that car does, too.
 
Mickey_D said:
I did something similar (but not quite as bad) when I was much younger (and MUCH stupider). I took my mum's car out for a joyride when I was 14. Misjudged a braking turn in a 1974 Mustang II Ghia and bumped a log with the left front wheel. Knackered the suspension a little (required replacing the lower A-arm).

I was absolutely sure that my chances of being able to walk and the chances of being able to write without the use of my teeth were completely out the window as soon as my dad found out.

But alas, my father knew that if he raised a hand to me at that point, he would probably have gone to prison for murder, so he did something MUCH worse.

At the time he had a 1971 Datsun 1600 that he had done his usual touch to and it was quite the little screamer of a car. What could be considered a street legal version of a rally car at the time. It was intended to be given to me as my first car when I turned 16. He had just gotten to the point that he was getting a company car for his job, so didn't need the Datsun any more.

So, after telling me that the car was going to be mine, having me wash and wax it lovingly as if it already was mine, he let it sit on the driveway for several months to torture me, then he turned around and sold it to one of my friends who proceeded to wrap it around a tree a few weeks later. He knew that would happen and made sure I knew it.

He then asked me if I was EVER going to take a car without the owner's permission. My response? "Hell no. That hurt more than ANY beating EVER could have!!!" His response? "Good. Glad it did. Because the loss of faith in you hurt MUCH worse than the damage to the car did."

I learned my lesson. Hope the driver of that car does, too.

Ouch, glad my dad was never that calulated, the fear of God was installed into me when i was like 4-5, and since then ive had 3-4 "reminders" im 22 now :p

Id run to the police if i had done that to one of his cars!
 
Mickey_D said:
I did something similar (but not quite as bad) when I was much younger (and MUCH stupider). I took my mum's car out for a joyride when I was 14. Misjudged a braking turn in a 1974 Mustang II Ghia and bumped a log with the left front wheel. Knackered the suspension a little (required replacing the lower A-arm).

I was absolutely sure that my chances of being able to walk and the chances of being able to write without the use of my teeth were completely out the window as soon as my dad found out.

But alas, my father knew that if he raised a hand to me at that point, he would probably have gone to prison for murder, so he did something MUCH worse.

At the time he had a 1971 Datsun 1600 that he had done his usual touch to and it was quite the little screamer of a car. What could be considered a street legal version of a rally car at the time. It was intended to be given to me as my first car when I turned 16. He had just gotten to the point that he was getting a company car for his job, so didn't need the Datsun any more.

So, after telling me that the car was going to be mine, having me wash and wax it lovingly as if it already was mine, he let it sit on the driveway for several months to torture me, then he turned around and sold it to one of my friends who proceeded to wrap it around a tree a few weeks later. He knew that would happen and made sure I knew it.

He then asked me if I was EVER going to take a car without the owner's permission. My response? "Hell no. That hurt more than ANY beating EVER could have!!!" His response? "Good. Glad it did. Because the loss of faith in you hurt MUCH worse than the damage to the car did."

I learned my lesson. Hope the driver of that car does, too.

I applaud your father, great parenting.

To the OP, thanks for sharing! Them pics are crazy. I remember seeing a totalled Ford KA in a scrap yard, if I find the pic I took I'll host it for comparison. It was an absolute mess. Your mate's brother is a very lucky person indeed.

EDIT: Pic...
 
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