Panter
Just call me Chris...
- Location
- Sittingbourne, Kent
In a ped' incident.
My step daughter came up to visit with her two young sons (one in a pushchair.)
They only live just over a mile away so we walked them home (Wife, myself and my Nine year old.)
Anyway, were crossing a busy road on a roundabout exit slip so were crossing in a line with myself nearest any approaching traffic to "shield" my family.
Were nearly all the way across when an approaching driver decides to express his displeasure at a mere bunch of peds on his road by leaning on his horn and swerving at me.
Sorry to say I lost the plot instantly and sprinted after him, screaming in rage for him to stop and sunk my fist into the boot of his shiny Beemer.
He didn't take me up on my offer to discuss his actions and sped off.
I guess there are some advantages to being 6' and 17stone....
My step daughter came up to visit with her two young sons (one in a pushchair.)
They only live just over a mile away so we walked them home (Wife, myself and my Nine year old.)
Anyway, were crossing a busy road on a roundabout exit slip so were crossing in a line with myself nearest any approaching traffic to "shield" my family.
Were nearly all the way across when an approaching driver decides to express his displeasure at a mere bunch of peds on his road by leaning on his horn and swerving at me.
Sorry to say I lost the plot instantly and sprinted after him, screaming in rage for him to stop and sunk my fist into the boot of his shiny Beemer.
He didn't take me up on my offer to discuss his actions and sped off.
I guess there are some advantages to being 6' and 17stone....