| The Reinecke Factor and a Motorcycle Wipeout |
| Written by James Pynn |
| Thursday, 13 May 2010 07:28 |
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My brother-in-law, Tommy, is basically a good kid. He's not the smartest knife in the drawer, but he's a solid soul. As his dumb luck would have it, he managed to get into his first car accident recently. Like most teenagers, he never thought he'd be in an accident -- he thought he was indestructible.
My brother-in-law, Tommy, is basically a good kid. He's not the smartest knife in the drawer, but he's a solid soul. As his dumb luck would have it, he managed to get into his first car accident recently. Like most teenagers, he never thought he'd be in an accident -- he thought he was indestructible. He was uber-speeding down Pico Boulevard, when he glanced at his phone to see who had just texted him. He claims he just glanced at his phone, then looked up to see a motorcycle about to cut into his lane. He says he tried to honk, but the they collided before he could do anything. The motorcycle rider was flung 50 yards down the road and along the sidewalk. Tommy managed to control himself long enough to call for an ambulance. He rushed to the rider and tried to keep him company until the paramedics arrived. Even as he was helping the rider stay conscious, he knew there was a monster of a legal battle coming his way. Alarmed by how frantic Tommy had become, my father-in-law decided to take action. Instead of contacting a regular accident attorney, he decided to contact a motorcycle accident lawyer, in this case Mr. Reinecke. This was a brilliant move, as the attorney knew what to look for regarding motorcycle accidents. Sure enough, the impending lawsuit was thrown out as the police confirmed the motorcyclist caused the accident. He managed to luck out this time, thanks to his lawyer. With the case dismissed, Tommy was able to get some much needed therapy. His personality had changed drastically -- he had become more and more morose. Acting on the attorney's advice, my father-in-law got Tommy into some group therapy sessions. It seemed to help. After a few months, he even managed to swagger about the house. About the Author: The difference between a decent lawyer and someone like Mr. Reinecke is night and day. But don't take my word for it -- or even my brother-in-law's. Find out for yourself. |