So there I was, about to have my balls broken for being late for class. I just parked my WRX in the parking garage and was heading toward school. This involves crossing two streets at an intersection (a diagonal crosswalk may explain what I am getting at.) About to cross for the first time the light turned yellow. I decided to cross the other way getting an awesome reaction time into the crosswalk when the light turned green.
As I am starring at the other light waiting to launch out into the intersection, a nice looking WRX with some goodies catches my eye as it parks down the street. While I am trying to figure out if he has a FMIC, my light turns green. I miss this by a second or two and think: “see you wasted precious seconds getting to class because you are a car junkie.” No sooner had I thought this and literally had one foot in the air about to step into the crosswalk, when a car blows the red light at 45 MPH. If my foot had been down I would have been hit.
Once the mini-reel of my life finished I became aware of other pedestrians inquiring about my health. I assured them I was OK, actually a senior women seemed to be more shaken then I was.
Who knew obsessing over WRX’s was good for my health. Note: This happened about a month ago.