Got hit by a car today on my way to work. Damn old bytch wasn't looking where she was going and took out my rubber from underneath me - was on my bicycle. - ...... Luckily I was wearing my helmet, but still managed to stay on my feet somehow. I took her number plate (number) and proceeded to phone One-Time. I let out my emotions in a choice of my own words towards the driver as she just stopped on the roundabout ahead. .... One-Time pulled up and directed the lady to the kirb...... I waited for the congested traffic to pass and there was this batty boy in his car pointing out his silver car driver-side window, laughing at me like Noddy, high, on a giggle fit. .... Following my recent outburst i then went on to let my feelings known once again and called the driver 'f*cking D*ck he*d' as direct as possible. he heard me and then went on to circle the roundabout to come back at me again. but realised he couldn't do shit 'cause of the Police. .........They took my details and then I went to work, who then sent me home.............. I am now looking at claiming compensation for loss of earnings and a damaged bycicle.
If i'd have gone to work an hour and a half earlier, when i was due this wouldn't have happened.
If i'd have gone to work an hour and a half earlier, when i was due this wouldn't have happened.
and personal suffering of course.
