On Tuesday afternoon, as I was leaving work, I nearly got run over in an intersection with five other people by this girl in a red VW Jetta who was yakking on a cell phone trying to turn right -- but trying to turn right quickly by speed around us. It's getting so bad you can hardly walk without getting run over in the city! So... I reached out and touched her. Seriously. I was close enough she nearly drove over my toes and the toes of the woman next to me. Luckily I was wearing my butt-kickin' boots.
I kicked the car so hard it left a mark, right behind the tire. Everyone else in the intersection cheered and someone said "That's right! You tell her!" She sped away. Too bad, otherwise she would have gotten a piece of my mind to go with that mark I left.
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