Instant justice
I was 17 and I’d been in town during my Lunch break shoplifting an Aerosmith t-shirt from Andy’s Records. I had made myself late my History class at College with my behaviour and decided to take the bus back to Campus. As soon as I got off the bus I ran across the road and straight into the path of the oncoming traffic. I was twatted into the air and just remember spinning like I was in a tumble dryer and thinking “Oh my god, this is it!” then landing in the road with little more than a scuffed hand. I stood there briefly in shock then realised that I was STILL late for History so I ran off and ignored the situation. Someone ran after me and made me speak to the driver and go to the hospital, where I was thoroughly checked and found to be absolutely fine. Apparently the driver had killed a cyclist on the same stretch of road the year before so I guess it was a near death experience seeing as he had genuine form as a killer.
(mudflaps, Fri 26 Nov 2004, 19:09, Reply)