A brick hit my beemer!
That’s right, 60mph and half a house brick landed in my windscreen.
I took a much needed and very rare day off on Saturday which resulted in a drive to Filey with my wife, daughter and 10 month old Yorkshire Terrier.
Wet turned up jeans, a sandblasted windbreaker and a huge portion of fish ‘n’ chips later, we set off home with the roof down (which was up before we hit the dual carriageway due to Jessica’s fear of swallowing a flying crab).
So we was on our way home to watch the mighty Arsenal!
When a truck full of rubble was hurtling towards us on the opposite side of the road. Travelling at the speed of light also was a big chunk of something that looked more damaging than a flying crab, then, it hit the windscreen and in true Starsky & Hutch style left a proper spiders web of cracks in front of my eyes. All hail the fear of flying crabs I thought.