The story happens when i was travelling home from yum cha at night. It was quite late at night or i should say 'early' morning 2am. The road was clear and there is hardly any cars around. So i sped my way home.
I was travelling around 70 km/h when i saw there is dog sitting right smack in the middle of the road. So, without care i kept on going assuming that the dog will stay sit in the road. But i was wrong. Very Wrong indeed.
It was around 15 metres from the dog when it suddenly get up and walk towards my car's path. I slammed on the brakes and lock my wheels. Tires were screaming to stop. And to the very last milimeter before impact, miraculously my car was able to stop in time before hitting the poor old dog. I felt that i risk my life and car to save the dog's life.
I'm very proud of what i did. But unfortunately, all i got back from the dog is a anguish and vengeful bark. I'm not so sure what the dog is babbling about, but i think it is something like "MCHBBQRONALDOMCB"
The moral of the story?
Just ram the damn dog
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