CRASH TEST

I walked to Grand Central Station to get a taxi this evening. I got in and as soon as my driver hit the gas, he ripped the door off of a van. The driver of the van did not look to see if he was opening his door into traffic. The windows shattered all over me and I was immediately thankful that we weren't going faster.

The 2 drivers had it out and both realized a police report was necessary as the damage to both vehicles was significant. I wanted to get out and leave, but I remained at the scene as a witness. 45 minutes later, the police arrived to write a report. I am so happy I stayed because the cops wanted to pin the accident on my driver when it was clearly not his fault. It was a minor hiccup in a usual NY day. When all paperwork had been filled out and the yelling stopped, the driver of my taxi drove me home and refused any money from me. He was so thankful that I remained as a witness. He was so kind even when the police weren't being kind.

I struggle with the hassle of this city, but I love it enough to take it as it comes. If I had left the scene of this accident, the truth would not be known and I would be a bad New Yorker