So there I was, on a Friday, on my way home from work. Close to town and sitting at a red light, two cars back waiting for the light to change, when....my RAV gently rocks forward. I look in the rear-view mirror and there's this silver SUV thing behind me with the dude looking down. Is he sleeping, eating, texting, playing with... I pop on the hazards, slam in park, jump out, glance at my rear (his bumper is an inch from mine) bumper, walk up to the window he has open and he looks at me like he hasn't a clue. "Dude, do you know you just hit my car?" I ask. "I'm sorry he says", and just stares blankly at me. I roll my eyes and, "Dude you think you could back it up off my bully step?" lots of attitude in my voice. "Oh sure", he says. Imagine a loud scraping/rending noise from his front end. I go back to my RAV, pull over on a side road (as he drives away- wtf!) check'r out and not a smudge on the bumper. Bully step looks it's usual old slightly beat up self with flakes of silver paint on top...bully save me! Just barely, but I'll take it.
Anyone else have a "brain dead driver" experience to share? It's gettn' bad out there. :egad: