
Reading this, I come to mind the most serious accident I had since I drive. We were four in the car and head towards Salamanca. Galician Literature Day 2003. It was a reckless foreign almost sent us to another neighborhood. Two seconds that you see many scenes of your life at full speed, like in the movies. And the noise of the brake.
to mourn. You cry because you are alive, because you see your car and you destroyed without a single wound. Also cry because God knows what would have happened if you step on the brake a second later. It smells of oil and burnt wheel. death just passed the A-52, in Porrino, very very close to you . If you are unable to cover the accident report because it shakes hand. And come back to mourn. Step
judge the drunk-6, because I do not know your personal circumstances. But since this is the home of Collon, would not surprise me that a year of this return to take the car. Something is wrong with driver education in this country, although Rajoy ZP and they worry about Iraq, the Catalan Statute or the inheritance of the Gothic kings.
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