Car accident

It was a long and dark country road, and for the father and son drive it did not well bode. Surely enough there came from the bush, a man who screamed when the car went whoosh. It slammed into him, blood splattering around, and the father hit the breaks, got out, and frowned. 'My god,' he said to himself, 'I know what this is.' 'It is a hit and run, so I'll make it my biz.' He ran to the trunk and rummaged through his things. 'Thank God,' he said, when he found his shorts under some springs. So he donned the marathon gear and trotted down the way, so fit, so tight, leaving his son with the bloody dismay.


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