My parents live in a neighborhood that has several blindspots. A couple of turns and some hills that make it tricky. The roads are also made narrow due to people parking on the side of the road. The area is relatively isolated, so traffic is practically non-existent
The other day, I was leaving my parents house. About halfway through the area, I see a car that's on my side of the road and about to hit me head on. I swerved out of the way and honked my horn. What annoys me about this is that the road was wide open, no one was parked on the side, and yet this person was under the mindset that we were in England and not in the US and nearly hit me.
I'm lucky that nothing bad happened after that, but that neighborhood will be the death of me.
The other day, I was leaving my parents house. About halfway through the area, I see a car that's on my side of the road and about to hit me head on. I swerved out of the way and honked my horn. What annoys me about this is that the road was wide open, no one was parked on the side, and yet this person was under the mindset that we were in England and not in the US and nearly hit me.
I'm lucky that nothing bad happened after that, but that neighborhood will be the death of me.



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