i’ve put this under the category ‘life’ but ‘death’ might be a better category. i was walking across a zebra crossing this morning (which in the UK gives you priority over traffic) and a car nearly ran me over. it came to a skidding halt and i only avoided getting run over by jumping backwards just in time.
the woman in the car looked a little alarmed and mouthed ‘sorry’ which was reasuring. usually you just get a rude jesture or the verbal equivalent.
however, she had to stop at the traffic lights a little bit further on so i took a photo of her car:
and here she is a bit closer up.
i’m alive and so is she, so no harm done !