Accident 1) Was when I was a wee wee girly riding on the bonnet of mum’s car down the drive for thrills - as we like to do in wild redneck Polish families (you see I’m half peasant / half snob). Mum stopped in front of the garage and thought she was in reverse. My foot bore the brunt of it and my dad cursed as he panel beat out the dent in the metal garage door.
Accident 2) I had a wheel come off a Renault 5. It was my first car which had to be chic in some way, so bought a burgundy 11 yr old banger and called her Veronique - probably somewhat inspired by the film 'The Life of Veronique' too. I even have a photo of the impressively long skid mark I left on the road. While approaching a t-junction the wheel snapped off (rusted joint that should have been spotted in MOT) and turned to be at a 90 degree angle to the car while I careered down the road and onto the pavement pretending to control it. Scary schtuff!
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