Mi primer choque en la historia. Y un choque de mina más encima . No porque tengamos problemas de reflejos ni de rapidez, ni seamos más malas que los hombres manejando, sino porque usamos cartera . Y los hombres no.
Entonces una, que ve todos estos programas como “Aquí en Vivo” y “Policías en acción”, que es capaz de reconocer a los patos malos con sólo mirarlos, que se niega a bajarse en el metro Franklin después del reportaje of the bands that lurk there, leaving terrified every time he takes the car. Because not only on the runways assault, breaking windows with rocks and take the portfolios, but in every corner. So I, I give me brave, but first I run , I found nothing better than a very bad habit: putting the portfolio under my seat.
So when I came out the other day -shooting, I admit- to get my mom and my sister to labor, the portfolio automatically stopped there. And certainly misplaced. Kennedy then and beep-beep of thieves Costanera Norte, who say they spent when traffic jam and it is not , many cars passing truck and a fool as to 20 in Los Conquistadores. And, sometimes it is believed Schumag , forward ( like all the other no more ) and fierce encounters taco, then a drag, because I believe very Schumag but I'm not stupid and PUF.
It winds the heel of my boot in your wallet and only reached to touch the brake pedal. A second later successfully removed it and again to stop, but it had crashed.
more gil The accident of history!
And the first time a strong hits. Because in my other accidents had hit me, then it's like surprise! but not enough to do anything. Instead I saw here was going to crash, so I grabbed the wheel with both hands and closed my eyes . After Julio -owner of the crane- told me that this was a very bad habit because you have to keep them open all the time and if you crack the windshield and be dodging the glass. And I told him I was sick of turbid , if I was in shock still and pacing for the first time in a crane by James as to tell me I could have been tajeada for life.
Anyway. But worst of all, when I open my eyes, the first thing I did was check that it was whole. And he was, then I worry the poor that crossed my path and how would I sighed relieved that the man got more than your car. Until I began to fill with doodles. And I hit the hood of the car. And to me that the police charged me, I was tempted to call 133 thinking that this man would kill me if I fell. Because
for that we must be very beast . So, when I have run I got scared and that, but I guess people on purpose hits. But yes this gil and I cried so much, that I did not let up the car to the curb and to clear the cue that we were causing. And as good
man, when he saw his stupid car was not hurt, he calmed . Then she went to try to open my door that got stuck, I do not know how I got, I think the shock, and when he saw me said: "Just like your car was much more screwed up than mine."
And I felt like I was glad of that.
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