I just almost had my first significant car accident. Wet roads. A guy on a motorbike riding in the opposite direction fell off his bike and in front of my car.
Fortunately there was nobody in the lane beside me. Fortunately my car handles well in the wet. Fortunately I was going about 6k under the limit. Fortunately I happened to be looking at him when he fell.
Fortunately. Very fortunately.
I'm a little shaken, though probably not as badly shaken as the guy who fell off his bike.
Oh, dollink, that must have been scary. Good that no-one's hurt, though. I loathe driving in the rain; I did something similar years ago and both myself and the near-afflicted managed to summon up full-blown panic attacks right there on the road.
Make ye an obscene amount of tea (doped accordingly with benzos) and go read the Dairi Burger. It's known to have emphatically therapeutical properties.
Nobody is hurt, only somewhat frazzled nerves and a hearty respect for the large (albeit small in a relative-to-the-rest-of-the-car-populati
Took my mind of the release of my honours mark tomorrow, though.