So far, I have made use of my car insurance policy two times. Each time I regretted it. First was for a rodent that somehow got into the space between the roof and the headliner, then died and made a mess. The second was for hitting a pothole at highway speed, which damaged a wheel and its control arm.
In both cases, the insurance company paid the minimum they had to. For the rodent, sure they paid for the ceiling to be disassembled, fixed up, and reassembled. But did they pay for the interior detail that was necessary because of the rodent guts that had dripped from the ceiling? No, of course not.
For the pothole, they paid for the wheel and control arm replacement and even one new tire. But did they help me pay for a tire on the other side so the wear could be reasonably symmetrical? No, of course not. How about the alignment I obviously got, which isn’t strictly necessary but really should be done after such an incident and installing a new drive wheel? No, of course not.
Oh and they categorically consider hitting a pothole to be the driver’s fault, no matter the circumstances, so they raised the insurance premium on me. They made all of their money back within 18 months and now I’m still paying the higher rate.
Insurance is such a scam. The company makes a profit despite their team of employees because they always price the premium above your level of risk. If the math made any sense for the customer, the company would break even or go bankrupt.
I wouldn’t have insurance but it’s required in my state.
The one good thing I can say about it is it helps ensure victims of car accidents get their medical bills paid for regardless of the financial status of the driver.