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Originally Posted by No Quarter
OK...let me see if I can explain...
I was in a congested residential zone, speed limit is 20mph. As I am coming up the street, I see a PT cruiser on the left side of the street with it's brake lights on and at the very end of his driveway. Because I do drive defensively, I slow down to maybe 10mph not knowing what this car is going to do. Sure enough, I see the reverse lights come on and he starts backing out. I stop, give a toot on my horn. I assumed at that point, he would have stopped and either pulled back in his driveway, or at least acknowledged me somehow. No response at all from the driver, he just continued to back up. (Keep in mind that there was still plenty of room for him to back up into the street). So he is backing up....and backing up....and backing up (he's going slowly, like most old people do when backing). I now begin to realize he doesn't know i'm there. There is still maybe 12 feet between us at this point and I now lean on my horn...but he is still backing up. Now 6 feet till impact, I try to get into reverse...to late, he hits me.
I never expected him to have to back up so much as to hit me, there was plenty of room. By the time I realized he had no clue I was there, I figured the lean on the horn would stop him. It was a slow motion horror scene in my eyes. I never expected him to hit me.
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You may say this before: it was like you were chased by a guided missile towards at you on the congested street. There is no way except for the back, but it was too late.
Some people may be trouble minded by other stuff and not knowing the outside world. In this case I would say the other person simply thought the street was empty. Who in the right mind would back up the street for a distance?