Last night I almost ran over two dumbasses on Vespas (pulling an idiot move) and thus ruining my life.
1. They came out of nowhere.
2. It wasn't my fault. It never is.
3. Thank god for my brakes.
Believe it or not the split-second anticipation of mowing down two hipsters on scooters made my heart seize more than being held at gunpoint.
When I came to a tire squealing halt, my car was a mere 1.5 ft away from one of the scooters and the driver and I could clearly see each other's "OMFG" face. I'm not even going to explain what happened, I have to express this bullshit visually because I'm still fuming.
These are some of those moments when I think to myself: "... there is a god."
I like the mini-diagrams, reminds me of Shadi's mini Americana kinda.
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