Don't Hit Me

I don't know if this sort of thing happens to anyone else. Occasionally when I'm driving I get the nervous fear that the car next to me is going to side-swipe me. It isn't a rational fear, and I know that. I'm not sure if it's years of games that encourage that sort of thing, or just a personal thing, but I occasionally think about it, and it's usually about a specific vehicle next to me.

So as I was leaving work I got this feeling about an older black car to my left. It would have been the perfect spot, there was a big SUV in front of me and a concrete wall on my right. I would have been trapped, ripe for smashing. I'm also always nervous to look over at them, like they're just waiting for us to make eye contact before they swerve.

Finally I decided to hazard a look. In the black car there was, I kid you not, two nuns, in full nun dress, big black habits and all. I just burst into laughter, it all seemed so absurd.



...and then they side-swiped me.

I Wonder How Long She Could Sit Still and Not Get Noticed

British Artist Riitta Ikonen

I Hope They Have a Rewind Pedal Hidden Somewhere Too.

For all my friends with a penchant for speeding,

Check out The Pedals from the Twingo RS: