My Poor Car!

2 days ago I was driving my car in north London in the evening, as I was driving through this road, I saw a car coming from a road on my right, I had the right of way so I continued but the other car just turned towards me and SLAM! just before they hit my car I could see a young man driving, he was looking and smiling at his companion (a girl) and did not pay attention to the road, now before anyone says anything, I am perfectly fine, it was a small accident with damage to both cars only.

My first reaction was of course, how am I going to drive the kids to school and myself to work?? the other guy came out of the car, he was only young, probably 19 or 20 years old, we exchanged paper works, everything was in order, being Libyan, we have this extra sense that we know if a person we meet is Egyptian! I asked him if he was Egyptian, unsurprisingly the answer was yes.

He actually was very polite and admitted he was at fault but was worried about loosing his licence and wanted to settle the claim privately, the only annoying thing about him is that he kept calling me 3amo! (uncle) but I am I suppose at that age!

My poor car was taken eventually to a garage where I was quoted an amount out of this world to fix it, I spoke to the Egyptian guy and obviously he can not afford to pay that money so I told him that I am making a claim through his insurance, I had no other choice but it was his fault after all.

The surprise was that I am entitled to a courtesy car until my car is fixed, the other party will have to pay for it as long as it is proved that they were at fault.

So couple of hours ago they delivered the new car to my work place, MashaAllah, a lovely car, I want to keep it, I wish they would take the other car and leave me this one but that is wishful thinking, Alhamdulellah, I am not carless anymore.

The courtesy car