Imagining the worst.

2-4-04
I get into a fairly minor fender bender.
My car has worse damage than hers.
We both walk away, saying we're fine.
My people will call your people.
End?
No.
My policy worker takes pictures of my car
Why? No, not because I am planing on fixing my car.
Because the woman is cliaming "soft tissue injury"
Bullshit.
And here is my imagination at work.

Step:
1.
She'll sue me
2.
I'll go to trial
3.
I lose
4.
I have to pay.
5.
She somehow dies before I pay her. (I have motive, no woman, no debt.)
6.
I am found at fault for her death.
7.
I go to the electric chair.