...Even though I almost got ran over by a jeep.
I was crossing the street earlier this morning, see. Then I passed by two lanes. One with a taxi in front and another with a jeep. I was about to cross when the taxi drove forward; we happened to simultaneously stop. I considered that as permission to pass. On the other hand, it didn't seem like it for the jeep.
I was right in front of the wretched jeep when it moved forward. Had I not sidestepped and practically ran like hell (I was brisk walking, if my memory serves me the way it should), I would have had broken bones. And my bones are practically made in China!
At least I'm alive. Which is good...maybe.
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