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Ouch, Hit-N-Run in Russia and My Cell Phone Died…

I am drinking my morning cup of coffee and thinking: Yesterday was a fun day!
I was walking to the store and a big truck backed into me and drug me three meters hanging on to the back tailgate for dear life. I sensed at the last second that something bad (because I was looking down at that moment) was happening and was able to look up and associate to the fact that I could grab these metal braces welded to the tailgate of this truck. That kept me from being drug under the wheels. Then they slammed it into first gear and took off down the street. As I was pulled back upright by the truck, I let go of the tailgate braces and was standing there watching the truck disappear into the city. It took a huge chunk of my jeans with it and had crushed my cell phone in my pocket…

No the truck did not have any license and it looks like anyone of millions of these trucks running all over Russia. Yes I hurt and had my pride hurt but I am alive and smiling…

Did they know I was there? Yes, I am 6’3″ and 300lbs of a grouchy bear and I could see the guys face in his rear view mirror and he was wide eyed and scared. He did what so many people have done many times in this world. “High tail it out of Dodge!” as we Americans say.
I was cussing in English at the top of my lungs and the whole neighborhood heard me. They really had no idea what I was saying but it caught their attention. They most likely have not heard that much terrible English all at the same time in their whole life and the driver of the truck could see by my face that I was going to beat him if I caught him…
The worse thing was my wonderful camera cellphone was destroyed. It was bent in half and that made me cry. 🙁
Several drivers did stop and ask me if I was OK. I was and no worse for the wear. As always in Russia if you are OK, life goes on. No one sues anyone, no one calls the cops and no one gets upset. That is the way it should be…
Windows to Russia!
PS: I am sore today! 🙂

One Comment

  1. […] So far in my life, a cellphone (or is it cell phone?) never survives. I try to be careful and I try to treat it with loving hands. I guess big paws are not easy on delicate things. Regardless my cellphones seem to die an untimely death, be it my fault or someone else fault, such as when I was hit by the truck 4+ years ago… […]

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