GRR!!!
I fucking hate YOUNG Highschoolers with a blinding FURIOUS passion.
Picture this scene.
Andrew is driving home from boring needed family affairs. He is chatting carelessly on his cell phone. In front of him are two vehicles, obviously traveling together. There is a downhill stretch followed by a curve (See
GOOGLE MAP of location). We are traveling about 35 MPG, a bit over the speed limit, but not by much.
Suddenly! A 9th grader, or around that age, comes BURSTING from the bushes into the middle of the street. The car ahead squeals to a stop. The car before also sees the lights and stops. Leaving me. Traveling a few 100 feet back chatting on the phone. And traffic ahead of me stopped.
I notice and, SHIT!, insane sets in. I pull hard port, slamming my foot on the brakes. My left foot immediately goes to the E-Brake, hoping no other traffic appears. I slam to a halt JUST behind the second cars bumper. The kid, now sprawled on the pavement, gets up with a wave and runs back to the bushes.
I fucking hate kids.