
We'd been watching the Shining. We were staying in an old church building. In hindsight, taking the shortcut home after midnight, in the mist, through the old graveyard was a bad idea.
I'm not sure what started it, but suddenly all the hairs on my neck had gone up and I was crapping myself. It was almost as bad as when, after a few cups of coffee too many and buzzing on caffeine, I got freaked out by my own reflection in the toilets.
When were you last really scared?
( , Thu 22 Feb 2007, 15:43)
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I used to ride a 750cc Honda. Last time I was properly scared I was at the end of my last "How fast can you ride home then eh you cunt?" challenge. The scary bit was when I suddenly realised I was *never* going to come out of this corner at the speed I'm going. Needless to say I hit the hedge but by then I'd already accepted I was fucked, even with my sturdy jeans and Converse sneakers to protect me. I really did think it was curtains this time and that was quite a frightening feeling! Then I woke up again and there was an old man peering down at me out of his car window and apart from feeling battered as a sumo wrestler's turd I was OK. The ultimate indignity was having to fish around in a dirty ditch for the contents of my panniers. Toothbrush still tastes funny...
( , Thu 22 Feb 2007, 18:49, Reply)
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