My 147 used as target practice today
(moby, you'll sympathise with this - sounds exactly the same as what happened to you a while back).
I was turning right from a main road into a side road this afternoon when a girl (who was quite nice, actually) pulled out into the side of me while I was halfway across the junction.
She has admitted full responsibility- she didn't see me for the sun, and hopefully her insurance will pay for everything. I have the lovely prospect of driving some crappy, basic courtesy car for some weeks.
My once lovely red 147 is sitting in my garage with a battered drivers door (it won't open) quarter panel and two blown airbags (side and roof).
The damage to her Peugeot 106... a cracked front bumper. Life's not fair.