A stupid man had almost ran you over with his Porsche, you he figured that he may be a street racer.

Then, within the blink of an eye, the Porsche’s window was slowly sliding down. Revealing a man with black short hair with typical street racer clothes.

“Easy there, lovely! Mind if I make it up for ya’?”

The guy coaxed with a shit-eating grin planted on his lips. Making you ponder on his words. Considering the fact that he almost ended your life, maybe a compensation wasn’t too bad.