SO I am working on my friends car with him and we relize that we are missing a part so since I know alot more about working on cars then him, I said that I would stay here and work on it and he would go and get the part. So I throw him my keys and then keep on working. I told him, take it slow. After about 20 mintues, I was wondering where the fuck he was so I call his cell. "Hey where are you?" "Collin? ah bye" Click Now what the fuck was that. So I call up again, no answer, call up again no answer. Finally after the third try he answers his phone. He answers sounds all scared. "Collin, I am real sorry, I crashed your car" "You what, your fucking kiding me right?" "I am real sorry, come to the end of your street, its in a ditch" I ride my bike over there, see a my car in a ditch directly perpendiclar. At this point it sets in and I am so fucking pissed. The back of my car is facing the street, the muffler almost touching the ground. The nose of my car, baried, the middle of my car about a foot gap. At this point I cant even look at him. So I asked him what happened. He's like, "I wasn't even going fast, then all of a suddent the got stuck in my hand" This point I am like what the fuck are you talking about. Tow truck comes at this point, pulles it out. I didn't want it on my insurance and my freind understood, so he paid the $50 fee from the tow truck. So I take it around the block to see if it pulls or anything like that and it didn't. Basicly only damage that I can see is the bumper which is cracked in half. So I drive home, (he rides the bike home) I ask him how fast he was really going. He says 30-35. That did it for me, now I am pissed. He has never driven anything remotly close to a performance car, and now he thinks that he can take turns at 35. I could tell right at the scene, he took the corner too fast, back end came out, he didn't know what to do, and it oversteered into the ditch. I told him straight up, what he did was fucking stupid, trying to push the car to the limits after 10 mintues of first driving it, he could have rolled the car, or more importantly, killed himself or others. He says that he is really sorry, he will pay for all damages, I wont have to pay a penny. So I call up the only body shop in town that I trust, they were not 100% sure but they thought it would be like 500 by the time I was all said and done. I am so fucking pissed right now. It's not the car really, its the fact that he said lied right to my face of taking it easy, then did not call me the second it happen, then when I do call him, he hangs up after 2 seconds, then tells me that the wheel just got stuck and was going slow. He totally lost my trust.