"How bombed was the fellow who smacked into you?"
He blew a .123 and that was almost three hours after the crash. He was caught with his beer and was two lanes away from his own. He admited to the cop on the scene that 'when he came to he turned the wheel left."
We were on a two lane highway at the edge of town and the turn lane he crossed was right in front of the air national guard. We were inches from a head on collision and I thank my buddy regularly for avoiding it as much as he could.
Now with that said, it took arguing insurance companies ( four of them) just shy of three years to 'decide' who was at fault and to pay up. In the mean time y wife sued, and granted a judgment against, for the medical bills that were over 60 thousand at that time. So much for my financial security eh?
prolly a whole lot more than you wanted to know, sorry, I just thought I would offer it.
This seems to be the story with most of these 'drinking' crashes. The BAC at time of accident (add at least .6 to what you saw here) is not marginal; they're bombed out of their gourds. MADD pushed for a value which they knew for most people was down in the noise.