So, I’m driving to my brother’s house around 6 PM to spend some time with him and his family before he takes off on vacation to spend the holidays with his in-laws on the other side of the country. It’s dark, it’s raining very hard, and it’s rush hour so the highway is packed with speeding cars and commuter buses kicking up massive sprays of water that obscure the vision of any car unfortunate enough to be near them.
I’m just about 2/3s of the way to my brother’s house, nearing an intersection on the highway, and the light turns from green to yellow - I start to brake, slow enough not to lose traction on the wet road and still stop as the first car in my lane in front of the light. The pickup truck in front of me was too close to the intersection when the light turned yellow so he wasn’t braking. BUT, about 2 seconds after I start to slow down, the truck in front of me brakes hard and hits a complete stop from what looked like previous acceleration - I slam my brakes in response because now I won’t have the extra braking space taken up by the truck. My tires lock, my car slides on the wet pavement, and I slam into the back of the pickup.
My seatbelt restrained me, but it wasn’t a severe enough jolt for the airbag to deploy. I get out, the guy in the truck gets out, and it turns out the driver he referred to as “some dumb bitch” right in front of him had come to a complete and sudden stop with pretty much her car partially in the intersection when the yellow light hit. She won’t leave her car, I don’t get a good look cause it’s raining too hard, but I see him and her talking. The front of my car is crushed in but the engine’s still running and the lights still work, while the back bumper of his pickup is bent down and inward. We decide to pull over to the curb and wait out for the police to show up - both of us first because apparently the 1st car, the woman’s, is having some engine problems according to her (from what he told me).
To end an already overlong story, both me and the pickup pull over to the curb, upon which the woman who pretty much caused the accident takes off in her car, leaving the scene entirely (the truck managed to avoid hitting her car). The pickup driver doesn’t blame me, he’s pissed at “the dumb bitch”; a cop shows up and gets our info, writes up a report (the pickup driver mentions the first car but we don’t have any of that person’s info so the point is moot) and I manage to drive my car back home.
Overall, I’m pissed off because it was a stupid accident, but relieved that neither myself nor the other driver were really hurt, and that most of the damage (to my untrained eyes) to my car seems to only involve body work.