RedInker on 22 April 2012
When I was about 3 or 4 my older brother took me to a park to play football. When we were nearly there I got really excited and ran accross the road without looking. I some how managed to run into the side of a moving car face first. The bloke who was driving was very apologetic even though he didn't do anything wrong. Needless to say I learned to look both ways before crossing roads after that.
