Crash, Smash, Dash
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I picked up my car tax today and found there was a basura bill from 2008 which I hadn’t received and hadn’t paid. Not a good start. Then as I went to pay for the car park a car passed me, turned the corner and crashed into a parked car.
I stood there waiting for him to stop, he paused and was clearly about to drive off, so I thought I’ll pretend its my car and go up to him. The plan was to get the registration details so that I could leave them under the windscreen wipers of the smashed car.
An elderly man was driving the car and he began to show me his driving documents. Never, touch wood having been involved in any car accident I really didn’t know what to do and began to feel like an actress playing the part of a policeman. He seemed to want my document, um, not my car…..He then had to move out of the way to make room for a van and as he parked he hit the pillar in the car park and then the wall. His bonnet sprung open a crumpled mess, clearly he was either on meds or drunk.
So I did a dash……
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