Last Friday, on the way home from work, a guy in a WRX CS9 decided to run into the back of me on Alexander Drive. I was in the right lane, and traffic had stopped, the WRX was in the left and decided to gun it into the right (to overtake a bus on the left), only to notice that traffic had stopped.
I saw him gun it and dart across, and then slam on the brakes (no screeching as they have ABS). He almost made it and then boom .. he hit me.
Turned off onto a side street, looked at the car and I couldn't see any damage to the paint or the bumper (made of plastic, not metal). Lucky... He actually fared worse than me (paint on his bumper had cracked). I would normally be pissed, but for some reason, I wasn't, probably cos it wasn't my fault...
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- lordsnipe
- Male in his 30s living in the most isolated city in the world. Probably thinks about food too much but as the motto goes: "You only live once". Prefers cheaper, more authentic places rather than the wank factor.
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