The car has a broken front passenger-side door.
The driver says, “Well, we’ll get you the parts.”
The car then crashes.
It is the first car crash I have ever experienced.
What makes this situation even more bizarre is that the driver had never driven a car before, even though the car is not the original model.
After the car was repaired, the repairman told me, “You can’t drive this car again.”
I told him that this car has been my life since I was six years old.
But the man insisted that he had been in the business long enough to know that it is impossible to fix anything in this condition.
The car is a model-year 1998 Honda Civic Type R. I am sitting in the passenger seat.
The engine has been replaced.
The windshield has been removed.
The front bumper has been bent.
The trunk has been torn off the vehicle.
The door frame has been cracked.
The seat belt has been ripped.
The steering wheel is missing.
The dashboard has been cut off.
The rear window has been blown out.
The interior is in disarray.
The carpet has been rusted and the windows have been shattered.
The sunroof has been broken.
The dash is smashed.
The lights are on and off, but not the radio.
The wipers have been turned off.
No air conditioning has been installed.
The doors are stuck closed.
There are no air conditioners.
I’m sitting there and the car keeps on moving, the lights are flashing and the engine keeps on revving.
The problem has not gone away.
I have never experienced this before.
I drive this vehicle everyday.
It’s like living in a car factory.
The maintenance worker is telling me to come back tomorrow morning.
I say, “What is the matter?”
He says, “(The mechanic) said you should go home and get the car fixed.
You’ll have a lot of trouble.”
I say to him, “That’s not possible.
You have to come to me.
You will have to fix this car.”
He says to me, “(It) will be fixed in two hours.
I get back to work and get ready for the next day.
The next morning, I drive home.
The mechanic comes back and says, I need to fix the windshield.
I tell him, (I don’t have the parts).
The mechanic says, You don’t need to do anything.
I take a look at the windshield and then go home.
He goes back to the maintenance guy and tells him, I don’t understand.
Why can’t I just replace it?
He says this is my job.
I get up and say, I’ll take care of this car.
I then walk to the Honda Civic dealership and tell them, I’m going to fix my car.
The dealership staff tells me that the mechanics have repaired it and that it will be in one hour.
I walk in and tell the mechanic, I have a broken car.
He says I have to get the windshield repaired.
I ask him, What’s the problem?
He asks, “It’s not broken.
You need to get it fixed.”
I ask if he has the parts.
He tells me, It’s the only car that’s in this state.
I go back to him and tell him that I have no choice.
He gets me a new windshield and tells me I have 30 minutes.
I want to drive home to take the car to the mechanic.
I sit there for a while.
I feel bad.
He has been so patient.
I finally go home but am just too tired.
I decide to call the repair man and tell me that my car is now in such bad condition that I cannot drive it.
The repairman says, Well, I would love to fix it but the mechanics are out of time.
He gives me the number for the dealership.
The Honda dealer calls the repair guy.
He’s so apologetic.
I come in and say to the guy, I can’t do it.
He asks me if I want the mechanic to come in.
I give him the number of the dealership and he tells me to call back in 30 minutes and see if they have the car.
My mechanic arrives a few minutes later.
I call the mechanic and say that the car has had enough damage.
I told the guy that I’m sorry and that I’ll come back for a new car.
A few minutes pass and I say that I won’t be coming back.
He is very sad.
I see him again and tell my mechanic that I will not be coming to you.
I never have had any problems with Honda before.
The guy tells me there is a lot more damage and that the repairmen will need to come and get me a replacement.
I try to tell him I’m sure I’ll get a replacement, but I am not sure.
I can see a lot that is broken.
I also tell the guy to come over and help me