It was a cheerful day that you were looking forward. The weather was nice, birds allover. You were driving your car with your freshly earned licence. You were not experienced at all in this field. The music was on, creating a cozy mood on this late spring morning. You reached an intersection. You stopped, and after making sure you could go, you started. A gray, mid-size car sped toward you, not yielding the right of way, and tried to pass through the intersection. Your heart pounding, you tried to brake, but the two cars collided. With your body shaking from shock and your heart pounding, you followed the other car that had stopped on the side of the road. Zoë's voice - the angry driver got out of the car, waiting for you to appear. You got out of the car, shaking with fear, with tears in your eyes, and looked at the angry, angry face.

"What the hell do you think of yourself you little shit! Thinking you got the licence and the whole world is yours?"

Their voice was stained with pure anger. You could tell they didnt even consider that the accident might have been their fault.