Yesterday was the first time I got knocked down by a car. What's bad is that I crossed the road there was still some good five metres between me and the car. What's worse is that when I got up the female driver remained in her seat expressionless. Only the guy seating next to her got out to offer help. I'm always neutral when people talks about females are horrible drivers. But now I really beg to differ.
Maybe it's because it's at night and I'm wearing black. Thus speaking as a victim, PLEASE wear bright colours at night to cross roads.
In that very instance the only thing on my mind was actually her. Not even my family or friends. At that point of time I realised, after 4 months, I'm still stuck, fixed in the same position.