May. 22nd, 2004

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In my minds eye, I pictured the events unfolding slightly different to reality.
I saw myself reacting with cat like nimbility, throwing myself backwards ala Keanu in the Matrix style to avoid the oncoming car, then landing and rolling like a trained stuntman, before getting up, brushing myself down and bowing to an adoring crowd.
Back in the real world, I spotted the Nissan Micra too late. The front bumper clipped my leg, tearing my jeans open.
In the process of trying to get out of the way I tripped over my own feet, the weight of my rucksack threw me off balance and I ended up falling flat on my arse.
Other than a tore pair of jeans and the teeniest tiniest scratched leg, the only real injury was my pride as the crowd began to smirk... bastards.


The coroner gave his verdict at Marks inquest yesterday. The story managing to bring out the "best" in tabloid reporters "Dead in 12seconds" seemed to be the favourite. The reporters - and to some extent the coroner - managed to not grasp the point of motorsport... asking why, as they were racing through some lovely countryside, didn't they just slow down a bit and enjoy the view... *rolls eyes*
Some good points were raised though - such as questioning why in the majority of accidents, is it the navigator who comes off worse.
I'm not sure the HANS device is a good idea. It may be fine for NASCAR or F1, although I have my doubts over rallying, but hopefully as a judge raised the point someone might do some research into it.
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My previous neighbours I only got to know when one of them tried to sever her leg with a broken bottle, and now I got introduced to the new (well maybe not 'new' as they've lived there two years) neighbours. Nimesha (who I sometimes catch the bus with) popped up to ask if I could help them with a jammed door. There's something about a crisis that helps build communities.
The handle on the door that leads to the bedrooms had become stuck. When I dismantled as much as I could it became apparant that the complete lock mechanism had shattered.
I was in the process of delicately rebuilding it when the boyfriends of the other two flatmates arrived. After a quick discussion we decided that rebuilding the lock wasn't really macho enough, so we convinced the girls to let us kick the door down :)
Much fun ensued and the girls now have an open doorway :) Not sure how they are going to explain the damage to the landlord *g*

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