No, I was upstairs in the house across the street, asleep. I never even heard the collision happen, but I am a very sound sleeper. Although when I first called the police department, they said they had no accidents reported for the night before, my car, which wasn't even parked nearest the (bad) intersection, was more than a foot shorter than it had been when I left it. We had to wedge my snowshovel into the back seat sideways, but Dad came out, tied the bumper back on with clothesline, checked all the lights (which miraculously worked), made sure the gas tank wasn't punctured, and declared it totaled by insurance company standards but driveable as long as I was careful.
That happened on a Friday morning. When I called on the following Monday morning for a copy of the police report that I had at least called it in, the person said, "Wasn't that car part of the 5-car accident that morning?" Sure enough, everything was there and documented, and she had no idea why nobody told me so on Friday. Sigh.








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