After visiting my partner I went to the stores for the weekly shop.
Driving along a car came flying from the left, through a stop sign and missed me by maybe half a metre? The people in the car, all young men, gesticulating with fingers, presumably as an apology for their bad driving.
I was shaken and continued, the very next crossing a car came through on the right, again though a stop sign. I didn't have a hope.
Fortunately they managed to stop almost touching my driver door. It was centimetres, I couldn't open my door they were so close.
Very shaken I managed to get to the shops and did my groceries.
I got back to my car, loaded my stuff and then thought.
I'm going to buy a lottery ticket.
Does luck come in threes?
We will find out tomorrow.
A shaken but not stirred Cindy.