I almost died today.

I was finishing my run. The light was red, but the traffic was still. I looked left, right, then left again, just like my parents taught me when I was a kid. Then I remembered that I am in the UK, so I looked right and left, then right again. The cars stopped dead in the traffic jam in front of me.

It seemed safe to cross. So I decided to go for it. As I almost finished crossing the road, a blue Toyota appeared, seemingly out of nowhere (as it always does). It zoomed past me; the wind coming from the car throwing me back a step or two. I finished crossing the road as if nothing had happened…