The acquaintance shared. He drove to work last weekend in his wife's car (his car is in service), and she has a yellow Nissan March. The guy himself is quite strong and solid and looks a bit funny in such a car.

But to the case: I eat, he says, narrowing the road, the strip to the right of it ends and begins to crack it black X5, dull, without a turntable and without giving an advantage climbs right into its strip. The acquaintance decided not to change the trajectory of movement and speed, as a result of winged wings - an accident.

A young lady runs out of Bavaria and begins to shout wildly: you had to give in, what did you do, where you go, and so on. Comrade, understanding that there is no need to count on an adequate conversation and eureka, causes GIBDD.

A minute after twenty comes the row, the girl (D) immediately runs to the patrol car, begins to tell the employee (C) that she was just driving, and she was struck. The acquaintance (Z) also stood by and the following dialogue took place:

D: He hit me, I was just driving, I was right!

C: Here everything is clear about the location of the cars, of course you are right, the driver of the BMW should have given up to you when rebuilding. Are you a BMW driver? He addresses a acquaintance.

I was driving on March.