Saturday, June 28, 2003
So Mrs. Carlos Montez and I had the same blog template for a day. To avoid confusion I have changed mine to its current drab state. In other news...
I got hit by a car!!!
In better news...
I rX0rd the car!!!
So I was biking home today and I was at the southeast corner of Plummer and that street next to the mall just west of Tampa. I pull up to the corner, see that the little green walking guy is alit, look to see that the car at the corner is not taking the turn, and proceed across the street. The person must not have been paying attention at all. As I'm right in front of the passenger seat the car slowly starts to move forward. I figure they must be getting ready to floor it once I am out of the way. I was wrong. I then feel the bumper against my foot. I pick up the pedaling to get out of the way. Then I hear something crack and notice that I have totally ripped off the licence plate and destroyed the frame. Seeing that I am now free of the car I pull back around it to the corner and instruct the driver to pull to the curb. Upon inspection I see that no damage has been done to my bike. Also the driver is in a state of shock. It took me about 10 minutes to convince her that I was fine and was not going to report it. My foot is a little sore right now, but it hurt more yesterday after playing drums with no shoes. Why would drums have shoes? In conclusion...
I think that car is trying to kill me!
I got hit by a car!!!
In better news...
I rX0rd the car!!!
So I was biking home today and I was at the southeast corner of Plummer and that street next to the mall just west of Tampa. I pull up to the corner, see that the little green walking guy is alit, look to see that the car at the corner is not taking the turn, and proceed across the street. The person must not have been paying attention at all. As I'm right in front of the passenger seat the car slowly starts to move forward. I figure they must be getting ready to floor it once I am out of the way. I was wrong. I then feel the bumper against my foot. I pick up the pedaling to get out of the way. Then I hear something crack and notice that I have totally ripped off the licence plate and destroyed the frame. Seeing that I am now free of the car I pull back around it to the corner and instruct the driver to pull to the curb. Upon inspection I see that no damage has been done to my bike. Also the driver is in a state of shock. It took me about 10 minutes to convince her that I was fine and was not going to report it. My foot is a little sore right now, but it hurt more yesterday after playing drums with no shoes. Why would drums have shoes? In conclusion...
I think that car is trying to kill me!
