Most people in their 70's would opt for a deckchair on a sandy beach in Eastbourne or Bournemouth given the choice of a break away from watching Gardeners World on TV, and counting their marbles. Apparently not all of them though. On the top of a motorway bridge the other way were a couple in their 70s, camped out on deckchairs, in yellow vests. The weather was cold and foggy, but the man was in shorts.
Presumably therefore, theyd run out of marbles to count and decided they needed a change! I'm guessing they were counting cars for some random project, but 8 hours on, when i returned along this road they were still there... and still in shorts. Surely they must have something better to do?
Saturday, 27 October 2012
Firework chase
Last night i had a near miss with a firework going off in my face. The car in front decided it was a great idea to light a firework and throw it out the window. My window was open, and it came into my car and landed on the passenger seat. Grabbing hold of it, and throwing it back out - it then exploded with a bang. A near miss, for sure!
Now, understandably i was a little bit unhappy about this. So decided to follow the car in front who'd just done this to me. They knew i was unhappy and onto them, so floored it onto the motorway. their crappy 1.4l was no match for my 2.0l - so quickly caught up with them - they came off at the next exit, thinking i hadnt seen them trying to make me think they were going to stay on the motorway. Coming up behind them at the bottom of the slip road, they stopped at some traffic lights which were red. They panicked, threw two boxes of fireworks out the window and legged it through the red light. I felt happy knowing i'd just freaked them out enough, to think twice about doing it again - but not happy in that if i hadn't been as quick thinking, i could have had serious injuries / burns.
Now, understandably i was a little bit unhappy about this. So decided to follow the car in front who'd just done this to me. They knew i was unhappy and onto them, so floored it onto the motorway. their crappy 1.4l was no match for my 2.0l - so quickly caught up with them - they came off at the next exit, thinking i hadnt seen them trying to make me think they were going to stay on the motorway. Coming up behind them at the bottom of the slip road, they stopped at some traffic lights which were red. They panicked, threw two boxes of fireworks out the window and legged it through the red light. I felt happy knowing i'd just freaked them out enough, to think twice about doing it again - but not happy in that if i hadn't been as quick thinking, i could have had serious injuries / burns.
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