Here's the situation, I was at an intersection about to turn left (light was yellow, I was in middle of intersection) and as I hit the gas I look up and see a red truck speed up trying to beat the red light. I slammed on my brakes he slammed on his but it didn't stop us from colliding. My frame's bent (of course), his is hardly dented(of course), some lady gets pissed off like I just stopped in the intersection on my own accord and starts hitting her horn. I smile and wave at her, take my time checking the damage out and get back in my car to move it into a parking lot. My car smells like straight BUD, terribly, like a fucking skunk died in my back seat because I was hitting the bong last night, which is in the trunk. Thankfully, the cop that came didn't even get out of his car to smell it. Huge sigh of relief. We're still not sure who's fault it was, we exchanged numbers and got out of there because we both had to go to class.