Had a great time out at autocross today. Posted somewhat-mediocre times but showed some progress and—most importantly—had fun.

Less fun was what happened afterwards.

After pulling out of a gas station, I was making a left turn to get back to the freeway when out of nowhere, a big white sedan slammed into the left side of my car, right into my door. Luckily he hit me at an angle so although my door and some of the body panels around it were bent up, I wasn’t injured.

What really shocked—flabbergasted—me was that as soon as he hit me, he just took off—fled. As a typically-conformant, law-abiding and otherwise responsible individual I was simply shocked. What could possess someone to go from being involved in a relatively minor accident to committing a felony? (If I had to guess, it was that he was driving without insurance—Oakland isn’t exactly the most affluent neighbourhood…)

I can only take comfort in the fact that neither I nor my friend from work, who was riding with me, were injured in the slightest. Cars can be fixed more easily than people…