Bumper cars

Fender bender.
So we were driving on Monalua Road headed for Aiea Heights Drive. We made a green light and was passing through the intersection when a new looking Dodge Charger hit us square in the rear fender of our very used 1963 Plymouth Valiant. By the way Aiea is in the hills of Oahu overlooking Pearl Harbor.
But anyway, we two accidentarians pull out of the intersection and began to exchange Licenses and insurance papers. The young man, still teenage, told me he just got his drivers license and was driving a brand-new Dodge. I would have to admit he was very forthcoming. He told me everything. His parents ran a florist business just within walking distance from where we stood. He assured me his dad would take care of this. In the meantime a Honolulu police officer stopped by to as if everything was okay. Feeling sorry for the kid, I waved the officer off with a “everything is okay.” I knew of the flower shop the boy spoke of. Been there several times in the past.
So the next day I called the flower shop and spoke to the young man’s father. With little discussion he told me to take my car to a body and fender paint shop just down the road and that guy would fix the damage and repaint the left side. I must admit how easy and quick this whole transaction took.
The young man was of Japanese descent, his father was a person with many connections, and it all took about a week to transact.
We had other collisions years before in California and other places and most took months to resolve. Had this happened on mainland America I would had never agreed to such a proposal. Call the police and let them question the other driver. Have my insurance throw the book at whomever. Be tough. Look angry. But in this case, not. The kid now would be 66 years old. God bless him and his probably deceased parents. I hope he is having a good life. Mine’s been pretty good so far.