Like someone said in the chat this morning (sorry I forgot who, all doped up today), even if you could buy luck, I couldn't afford it, or I would get broken luck in the box.

I got a call from my guy at Progressive (who has been a freaking bad ass on my behalf, leading me to highly recommend Progressive to anyone else) telling me that the kid's told his insurance company that *I* ran a red light and that's why I hit him.

There is no left turn arrow at that intersection, so if the light was red for a mile, he would have been running it too. The light turned yellow right as I entered the intersection. There was absolutely no way ANYONE could have stopped short and missed him.

So now his insurance company has requested an official copy of the police report before they will even resume their investigation, which means they won't even bother with sending someone out to look at my car until such time as they accept liability. Nevermind the fact that their insured was issued a citation for failure to yield!

My guy told me that he has also requested an official copy of the report through his singular, required channel and that it might be five business days before he gets that copy. In the meantime, nothing happens. Hurry the fuck up and wait.

I am, as my friend Mike would say, super pissed. Here's this kid and his three siblings with three different last names, living in their FREE house (Habitat for Humanity), and I have to sweat balls about getting my shit fixed.

I am shaking, I am so livid about this situation. $220 for rally school this weekend down the drain...