This happened tonight. Wife got sandwiched. She's fine, so that's outstanding.
Came to a stop in a sudden slowdown on 94 and managed to stop without hitting someone...and then got hit by a range-rover at about 30 MPH...and got pushed into the car that she managed to avoid in the first place.
Oh, and why was she driving my car today?
Well, it's because I went to get the BMW this morning from Raymond Auto Body! Yes, it was there because some dick hit it in a parking lot, and JK's wife happened to get the plate number of the car.
Great timing. Hatch won't open and the rear doors are tight. Pretty sure parts are non-existent for this car at this point, so it's game over.
Pretty sure it's done for, despite how minor it looks.
I'm a little more bummed than I thought I would be about it.