Photos credit Greg Ellingson, used with permission

One-hundred and fifty-one miles. That was all Greg Ellingson got with his brand new 2017 Honda Civic Type R. He flew from Philadelphia to Boston to pick up the car, and not much later on Sunday, he was sulking through a five-hour ride home in a tow truck.

Ellingson’s story, which started blowing up on Sunday afternoon after he posted about it on Facebook, is an especially painful kind of heartbreak that resonates with anyone who’s ever been excited to get a new car.

The good news is besides the Civic, hearts were the only thing broken here. Ellingson told Jalopnik he was thankfully unhurt in the crash, as was the other driver he said wasn’t paying attention and hit him from behind and then pushed him into another car.


“Amazingly I’m unscathed,” he said. “Guy hit me going 30-35 mph. Didn’t even hit the brakes.”

(By the way—for anyone who complains that the new turbocharged 306 horsepower Civic Type R is “different” from the high-revving old VTEC hatchbacks we wanted as kids, I can definitively say which one I’d rather be in an accident in.)

The car, pre-wreck.


Ellingson said he flew from Philadelphia to Boston on Sunday, got picked up by a salesperson with the paperwork already done. All he had to do, he said, was slap on a plate and drive it home.

The car had 12 miles on it when he picked it up.

While heading south on Interstate 95 about halfway through Connecticut, the brand-new hot hatch met its fate. Traffic slowed and then went eventually to a stop. During the pause Ellingson changed the radio station, and then, in his words, “SMASH.”


“Didn’t even see him coming,” he said.

Again, he wasn’t hurt, and neither were any of the other drivers. But the Civic sustained some pretty severe front and rear-end damage, and it had to be towed home.


Ellingson did want me to say something nice about the car’s HondaLink system, which is kind of like Honda’s take on OnStar, and here asked him if he needed 911 when it detected a crash and then called a tow truck for him. Complicated as modern cars can be, that’s admittedly a useful and potentially life-saving feature. (“Oh give a shout out to MALS AUTO TRUCK for taking me the remaining five-hour drive home,” he added.)

So what’s next? Ellingson said he’s pretty confident the other driver’s insurance will pay most of the car out—he paid $39,000 out the door for it, which is part of why he flew to another state to get it—and his may have to pay the remainder. He said he hopes it’s totaled out so he can effectively start over, and then find another gray Civic Type R.

“It really is an awesome car,” he told me. “I didn’t even really get a chance to play with it.”


Hopefully, that will change soon.

In the meantime—am I the only one who suddenly feels like they could soon be in the market for a cheap salvage race car?