Originally intended to document my experience of DeLorean ownership, focus is often radical and strange, boring and obtuse.

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Jimmy Dillnuts: Luxury Slamajama

Just because you're rich enough to own the Mercedes, doesn't mean you're smart enough to drive it.

After a 5-month hiatus, Jimmy Dillnuts, idiot driver extraordinaire, is back in the news.

Snuggled down in the DeLorean's cozy leather seats, Suz and I were driving up to my parents place for a BBQ when we saw the mess on Sunday. Ah Sunday. That ominous day.

Noticing a vehicular diversion around an unknown obstruction, I anticipated an accident and whipped out my Sony. Suz is always worried when I bring my camera to my eye. She thinks that people will see us taking pictures and get upset. But I am convinced that the crowd is too preoccupied with the accident to notice what I am doing. Plus I just don't care.

I can't explain my obsession with accidents, but my twisted mind has always enjoyed the bent and crinkled metal and the emotions of the people involved. It's so real.

In the distance, through my lens I could see a gathering of people on the right. They seemed to be discussing the accident, which was directly in the middle of the lane. Nobody was crying. Nobody was screaming.

In my opinion, it was the ninny in the Mercedes who was at fault. The Maxima which plowed into the driver's side of the Mercedes was clearly on the road, travelling in a forward direction. The Mercedes was quite obviously pulling out from a little roadlet that intersected the main road.

It was the pulling out of the Mercedes which caused the T-bone action to take place. The Maxima suffered a munched front-end and some hood-bendage while the Mercedes was victim to metal crumplage, hood popage and a broken wheel.

Did I experience some good timing on Sunday? I wonder if I had been 5 minutes earlier, if I'd be crying over my DeLorean instead of eating yummy cobs of corn.



Blogger Rowan said...

mmmmmmmm corn!

I can't say I'm into accident watching/chasing, but I have strange interests too, we all do probably....I think nothing of it.

2:13:00 PM

Blogger mmat said...

dude, in that stainless steel piece of machinery you'd have torn that mercedes a new one and come through pretty much unscathed.

2:14:00 PM

Blogger Martini said...

It's true, stainless steel is much harder than regular steel, but those other cars have a protective layer of paint on them. That extra 1/64th of an inch of 'metallic navy oyster' is probably what saves many lives.

6:39:00 PM

Blogger ms. creek said...

perhaps they think you are the press, taking pics and they will be in the news!

and i'm still glad to know that Jiminy Dillnuts isn't your relative.

10:27:00 PM

Blogger Chana said...

i'm glad that everyone was alright. it is hard to witnetss such events. in that second you never know how it will turn out..all the sad possibilities..i had such a bad accident back in 97. life changing, never will be the same...so many people out on the roads that have no clue what is at stake. they have no idea to stop to think of how just one wrong action can change a life.

2:25:00 AM

Blogger patti_cake said...

Timing... it's all about timine. So glad you were enjoying yummy cobs of corn instead of crying over the Delorean

9:30:00 AM

Blogger Martini said...

I find that most people don't think, or care, about human life. The only thing that worries people is the possibility of getting a ticket. What's $150? Peanuts. Maybe fines should be $1,500. Now THAT would deter people from being stupid.

11:54:00 AM


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