The 10 Most Frustrating Types of Car Accidents

When Mother Nature decides to throw a hissy fit and starts dumping rain, snow, sleet, or any other type of precipitation that makes driving more difficult, people should be adapting. When you're comfortable driving 80 on a normal day, you should not be going 80 in the middle of a storm. There's always that guy who blows by everybody on the highway, and every single person's reaction is a look of confusion mixed with the "what an idiot" thought. Unfortunately, everybody eventually ends up passing that person later, when they see Mr. Invincible's car and three others in a ditch.

Somebody was going so fast that they hit a car, forcing it to hit a car, forcing that car to hit a car, forcing that car to hit your car. You weren't even near the initial contact site and you STILL got hit. Forget about that dinner you were going to have with your significant other. You'll now be sorting out insurance for the next couple hours.

Although shopping carts aren't directly people hitting our cars, they're the result of people being too lazy to walk 10 steps to put the cart in theh place it's freakin' supposed to go: the designated cart return area. Yes, people, this exists! Crazy concept, we know, but believe it or not, putting two wheels on grass isn't the preferred method. Neither is blindly leaving them in the middle of the lot, where they turn into moving land mines, just waiting to catch a gust of wind and sail right into that rear tailligiht of ours.

Tailing is one of the many frustrating, and idiotic, techniques that people use while on the road. Whether it's an attempt to draft or just a fruitless message to the person in front of you to go faster, it guarantees one thing: You're pissing somebody off, and you're putting yourself and others in danger. Now, we're not ones to get so frustrated that we'll put the safety of our car in danger, but some people don't give a shit and will brake check the hell out of the people behind them. "Oh, you want to play?" they say. That's about the time when bumper hits bumper in an accident that happened as a result of children stuck in adult bodies.

The single most important thing you need to do while driving is stay attentive. Check your speed, check your side mirrors, check your rearview mirror, check your speed again, check the traffic in front of you, check upcoming signs, check your mirrors again. You get the point. People who have their heads in the clouds (or next to a cell phone) are a constant danger to everybody driving near them, and that's further perpetuated when they don't use their signals. They must have been on their phones during driving school, too.

RED MEANS STOP. It's a universal sign, and it's not subjective. You see red on the light, and you stop at the little white line. I'm partially color blind, and I can still manage to follow this, so why can't you? Whatever you're speeding to get to is not nearly as important as my car, which you just so happened to total, because you're dumb. Thanks, guy!

Door dings are extremely annoying, purely because you know it's a direct result of somebody's lack of respect both for his or her own car, as well as yours. We'll say it: People who don't care about their rides disgust us, and if they aren't even courteous enough to be careful around other people's cars, they are pretty low on our list. Just because you drive a $2,000 piece of shit, doesn't mean you have to grind its flakey paint into our beautiful door.

It's like when you're getting a shot, and you hate needles but can't look away from the doctor. You're paralyzed, sitting on that weird sheet of noisy paper. On the road, this is the equivalent of other cars completely blocking you in. You see the car coming toward you, and you know something's just not right about its path. It's a path that's aiming straight for you passenger door. Your eyes get bigger, you start yelling at the top of your lungs (even though the windows are all shut), you frantically start slapping at the horn, which hasn't been used in all of the time you've had your car, and your head looks like you're watching ping-pong, snapping back and forth looking for somewhere for you to go. But there isn't anywhere to go, and you're forced to watch as some imbecile rams into your poor baby. We'd rather take 10 needles to our veins.

Why a parallel parking test it not a required part of getting your license in every single state is beyond us. In New York City, we've literally had people tell us that they'll just wait until they tap the other car to put their car back into drive and move forward. So, people aren't just idiots, they're inconsiderate idiots who don't realize that we're going to get their paint biologically tested and hunt them down!

There are two types of hit-and-runs: the one that happens while you're in the car, and the one that happens when your car is out in a parking lot or hugging a curb. Obviously, neither of these are pleasant experiences, but when it happens with you in the car, you at least have a chance to identify the car and take down the license plate number. Damn all you hooligans driving around without your licenses and registrations. You best believe we're going to find you. We've followed the Russian ways, and put dash cams in every one of our cars.