Vroom-Splat


Mostly today I was rather embarrassed.
On exiting from my local shops (are they local?, yes they are), I cut through the carpark. Just as I was getting to the entrance a car came round the corner heading, roughly, in my direction. Neither of us were moving particularly fast, so as long as one of us reacted we would be fine.
He didn’t react at all.
He was early 30’s, no facial hair (not even eyebrows), had a perfectly smooth bald head and an evenly tanned complexion.
Also, he was wearing a bright orange shirt.
I, of course, mistook him for a crash test dummy and freaked out accordingly.