Today, I have not committed one, but two infractions of the road. And the best part about it is that I do not feel guilty at all and I am not made Pogner!
must say I had a good excuse if I did not do a u-turn on Highway 13, I was going to fail completely dry.
It was 15 am 20 and I got home from the sports shop where I had taken possession of my new bike. I was eager to get home to try my racing car, the fuel tank was a quarter and so I say that I completed after arrival. Error. It was not counting the unexpected: an accident with serious injuries causing the closure of 640 West.
course, traffic reports are always available when one is engaged in the road to avoid. A look at the needle: it is not a quarter but near E. E for empty, or in my case, for major trouble in sight. It was ass to ass and it was not moving. I must say that I have a phobia of fuel exhaustion, I kept watching the needle, how awful.
So I did as some others praying for me not to locate: I tacked where it is forbidden and I rushed on the first station. A chance since I took an hour to make a trip that usually takes 15 minutes to go. I would have died without this full of anxiety!
I pushed the audacity further by calling my husband on my cell while I was running, but I told myself that it does not matter because my car, she was not moving. Darling must take the same path as me, so I suggested to afford a beer and dinner until the cap passes.
is what he is doing now and I look at my bike, waiting to go try it in a minute! I talk of the gear tomorrow!
