The red car is officially gone. Totaled.
I got a call the other day from the
adjuster at Allstate. It had taken them nearly two weeks to come
up with an estimate on the red Passat, time during which I've been driving
a nondescript but powerful rental car for $7 a day. Basically, they
said they were going to total it.
I was completely blown away. Mind
you, I had hit the guard rail at about fifteen miles per hour, the airbags
hadn't even blown, and I had driven the car home, albeit with a leaking
radiator. But they basically said, look, we'll give you this much
for it, if you want to fix it yourself you can buy it back for a thousand
bucks. I declined. I went over and took the plates off, cleared
all my remaining stuff out of it (and in the process found two pairs of
good tweezers, a Memory Stick, a Bobby Lounge CD, and several PDA styli
for various Sony and HTC devices. Oh, that and about $4.50 in change.
I tossed everything in the trunk of the rental, took a few final
pictures of the Passat, and drove off. I have to say, I'm disappointed
that they totaled the car, but now I have nearly eight thousand dollars
with which to put a new engine in the TDI Passat, fix Suzanne's dented
Chevrolet, and pay some bills and stuff. Had they fixed the red car
and I'd sold it, I doubt I'd have gotten $6000 for it.
I really didn't form a strong attachment
to that car, but it was pretty goddamn fast after I chipped it up,
and it handled well on dry pavement.
I keep the rental for another two weeks
while the Volkswagen Guy puts a new diesel in the TDI. Then I get
to drive that and save shitloads of money on fuel.
Anything that big shouldn't be that
easily thrown away. I mean, the car didn't look horrendous, the subframe
wasn't bent, the suspension and engine were pretty much OK. Allstate
decided the parts to fix it were just too expensive, so they wrote me a
check, I gave them the title, and we parted ways.