Regardless of the admitted guilt the Plaintiff still felt that he had to prove the Doctor did it. The first day was so boring I actually fell asleep in my seat, as did the bailiff. Of all the cases I could have been on I had to get that snooze inducing crap. The good thing though was it was a short trial.
The defendant's lawyer brought in an automobile appraiser (something the plaintiff should have done) and gave an estimate for how much the car is worth plus the salvage value. During cross examination the plaintiff asked some really irrelevant questions, ie; how old the guy was and was he the best west of the Mississippi or something. :p After all that we had to sit through closing arguments. That was torture because I had to fight myself to stay awake because the plaintiff pretty much tried to recite everything he had said from the beginning. Somehow I managed.
Finally we were able to deliberate. That part was actually fun. Our verdict was he was entitled to about 6k for the car and 1500 for medical bills and painkillers.
I'm so glad it's over.