so i bumped into jamie on the way home while i was out on my bike. and we had a little chat and all that mumbo-jumbo. then i notice this tall, skinny man with trailer-trash clothes and he was walking at a high pace. he also had a strange smile, or smirk, across his face. my genuine initial instinct was that he was just leaving the scene of a rape. he seemed really cocky and too cocky. then he got into his car, that we were right in front of, and slammed down on the accelerator. his tyres screeched and he sped down the road.
i thought he was a bit of a moron so i gave him the good ol' v-sign after he'd gotten a considerable distance away. he didn't respond too well to this gesture (he must have been peering at us through his rear-view mirror). he hit the brakes and started reversing. i just soiled my pants and began riding as hard as i could. he then came round the corner and like pinned me but i turned the other way. i shouted to my brother to run to the house and open the door or just ring someone's doorbell in the hope that they'd answer and let us in.
i wouldn't have been so bothered if it was just some normal skinny trailer-trash man, but this guy just had an air about him, he was like a schizo and thought he'd just do something literally crazy. and all the time, jamie was just standing there, not acting, not doing anything, just chilling! i then rode past him and tried getting to the house, but the guy pulled up and said "ha, you would run if you ever did that again". jamie just gave him some aggressive back-chat.
afterwards i just reflected on how funnily i acted. but it was just down to how i'd seen him before the happening - total nutter!
peace x
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