Close shave
Tuesday, June 30th, 2009 11:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
caddymanWhy are some people just complete spods? I mean, there are plums out there who make you wonder quite how they walk and breathe at the same time.
Coming home from work today I witnessed a nearly accident. A nearly accident is one of those times when you reckon the only way it could have been averted was for one vehicle to phase through the other at an atomic level, it was so close.
Always use the horn as a warning, not as a form of expression
I was standing next to the car park exit outside Totteridge & Whetstone station, texting Furtle, when a woman in one of those new-fangled BMW Minis pulled out into the traffic. I swear she never looked, but I guess she must have and had nerves of steel. More so than the poor saps driving down and up the hill in either lane. Somehow she crossed the near lane about three inches (I'm not kidding) in front of a car coming up the hill from Totteridge and swung her car right into the traffic even closer in front of a car coming down the hill from Whetstone. She then gunned the engine and was gone. The silhouette of the woman driving down the hill is etched into my memory: she had the open-mouthed expression of horror that only someone whose life has just flashed in front of them, complete with adverts, can have.
Had any one car touched one other, all three would have been in the most almighty pile up. Someone was looking out for the two passing cars. I suspect someone else entirely was watching out for the driver of the mini.
Coming home from work today I witnessed a nearly accident. A nearly accident is one of those times when you reckon the only way it could have been averted was for one vehicle to phase through the other at an atomic level, it was so close.
Always use the horn as a warning, not as a form of expression
I was standing next to the car park exit outside Totteridge & Whetstone station, texting Furtle, when a woman in one of those new-fangled BMW Minis pulled out into the traffic. I swear she never looked, but I guess she must have and had nerves of steel. More so than the poor saps driving down and up the hill in either lane. Somehow she crossed the near lane about three inches (I'm not kidding) in front of a car coming up the hill from Totteridge and swung her car right into the traffic even closer in front of a car coming down the hill from Whetstone. She then gunned the engine and was gone. The silhouette of the woman driving down the hill is etched into my memory: she had the open-mouthed expression of horror that only someone whose life has just flashed in front of them, complete with adverts, can have.
Had any one car touched one other, all three would have been in the most almighty pile up. Someone was looking out for the two passing cars. I suspect someone else entirely was watching out for the driver of the mini.
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Date: 2009-06-30 11:06 pm (UTC)This was the driver?
Sounds like someone was in autopilot and had a scary break out of their reverie.