My heart is still beating a bit fast. I parked in a scenic carpark and got out to take the dog for a walk and I noticed a car slowly backing out of a space. Then I noticed there was no driver and it was backing up faster. I ran to the edge of the carpark and jumped up a bank with my backside going sixpence shilling, sixpence shilling, just as the car hit the bottom and glanced off just missing me and the dog, then it started heading towards my car good job the surface was uneven as it veered off just at the last second and ended up in the hedge.
It belonged to an old couple who were sitting on a seat staring out to sea and they never even noticed until I asked him if it was his car. He had not put the handbrake on properly and then had the cheek to ask if I could tow him out. Told him to get stuffed and he would be getting a bill for my underwear laundry.
