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IT started as a little
rear-ender at a stop
sign on St. Georges
Avenue at 29th Street a
little over a week ago,

The voung oman thar
plowed into the back of my
car swayed a bit as he got our
of his red Jeep wagon. He
clumsily staffed gum in’ his
mouth as he went.

There 1 was unbelting
myself and annoyed. Mv back
aching from a reawakening of
a severe whiplash | got in a
1989 crash — also not my
fault.

To top it off, [owas just
getting used to having my car
back after spending $450 to
have a big seratch and smati
dent on a flower panel repaired
the previous week.

I was not looking forward
to any more car repairs.

Maybe all those things
clouded anv savy FE had. 1
asked a stupid question to the
preppv-fooking tall man. Why
did he run into me? He didn’t
answer that question directly,
of course, but mumbled it was
his fault.

He almost Jost his balance
pulling out his wallet to get
his driver’s licence. He gave
me a big piece of yellow
paper.

Next thing I knew his
demeanor changed dramati-
cally. He was talking fast,

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telling mie that it was all my
fault and that I shouldn't have
been stapped there fac the
stop sign). T suggested we call
the police. His speed talking
conunaed. He was emphatic
about there bang no damage
Lo my car,

AIL could rel) was that the
cars looked ike conjoined
twins. And wasn’t that: prog:
nosis sometimes bad?

Without thinking, again,
and definitely not prepared
for his response, I asked him if
he had been dnnking. He tore
the yellow piece of paper out
of my mand and) stormed
quickly into his jeep. He was
staring at me tic whole time
with an expression — thar
seemed as though it might be
the way someone looks before
he tries to run vou over, I
eved a urassy bill a few feet
away, FI] never make it there
in time, | thought.

He slammed the jeep in
reverse and removed it trom
the rear of my car. [ thought
this is it, this nut is going to
kill me.

Instead, he kept staring
and sped the jeep in reverse
for about a block up-hiil in a
most surprising display of
reverse driving skill, He was
still sraring at mc as he sped
backwards down a quict street
out of view. Thank God no
one was driving in his way.

Wecnesday, February 19, 1997 — North Snore News — 23

A victim in more ways than one

By Anna Marie D'Angelo _ = How a rear-ender turned into a
never-ending story of frustration

PE didn’t get hiv heence
plate because there was no
plate ov the tront of the jeep.
Ali} had was his name trom
the vellow paper. He might
have been a speed talker. but J
was the speed writer

Ry the wav. thanks to the
older gentleman who pulled
up neat to my car and, after
some urging trom me, did put
himself out and pulled down
his window a bit.

Thanks, sir, for nor calling
the police, although [asked
you to. 1 liked the way vou
raised your chin up to the par-
ually opened window and
barked “no damage” before
turning left in front of my car
and on your way. Sorry for the
inconvenience, hope to return
the favor some day!

T went to the closest phone
l could find, ove blucks away.
It was an outdoor phone at a
convenience store across: the
sereer from the Queen's Cross
Neighborhood Pub.

F called the police and then
made up my mind that Mr.
Jeep was not going to ruin my
day.

As I planned all day, I
pulled into ihe Super Video
store in the 1200-block of
Lynn Valley Road to rent a
video.

Who should be parked,
back in, about five spaces
away? Mr. Jeep.

He spotted nie immediate-
ly. Before I knew what was
going on he was beside me as
Peat out of the car.

He told me he didn’t like
people thar said he had been
dnaking.

And he thought that I
looked like T had been diink-
ing too. TL wid him 1 had
already called the cops.

He said, “Oh called the
cops, have you? Did you tell
them [ had been drinking
toa?”

T was almost in the store
when he quit bis trade and
ran back to his jeep.

As he got in, he sneered
“Watch ir, somebody might
see vou tonight.”

This time IT got the licence
plate. It was a dealer place. I
phoned 9-]-1 from the video
store.

Onc of the store clerks, a
no-doubt sensitive chap, told
me to get off the phone
before I finished talking to the
9-1-1 operator.

I waited vor a cop that did-
n't come and then decided to
sneak out the store with a
family.

I gor into my car and man-
aged to get home safely.

I was able ro fisxi our in
short order that Mr. Jeep
comes up on the police com-
puter with a caution warning,
that he may be violent.

He is, surprise, surprise, on
probation, .

See Afr, Jeep page 35

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