When I was about 19 I had a brake hose fail on an old car as I was going down hill towards a red light at a pedestrian crossing. I pulled on the handbrake and not much happened. I then went onto the footpath blowing my horn all the way. I can still remember the frozen look on the face of the frozen postman on the footpath. Obviously I couldn't hit him so back onto the road and I aimed for the insufficient space between the poles and the nearest car. Bang crash and through I went to eventually pull up in the driveway of a service station. The guy in the car, that I was sure I had hit, came over to see if I was ok. By some incredible stroke of fortune I had only sideswiped the poles and not hit his car. He was quite relieved about that too, as he explained it was brand new and he had only picked it up the day before.

Ah! The adventures of yoof wink

Peter

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