Almost Died

I was walking home last night after doing some Surrealing, and as I crossed a street, a car made a left in front of traffic onto the street I was crossing, and bore down on me, gaining speed, clearly not seeing the red light.

Then the driver slammed on the brakes, they squealed, spit out smoke, rear tires broke loose from the pavement and started to fishtail -- the whole nine -- and I just stood there, watching the car come for me. I maybe had time to move, but I didn't.

Most people, in that situation, their brain and their bodies tell them "Run!" or "Duck!" or "Crap!" But not me. Instead, my body told me to stand up straight, and my brain said this:

"If this is death, I want to look it in the eye. And show it my mean face."

Vince out.

ps. I was ok.