Sp!ke
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Today was a bad day at work.
At about a quarter to one, I finally left the office bound for home after something like a 17 hour day with only a 26 mile drive ahead of me.
Nearing home, just past Kew bridge, nothing else on the road, I see an old ford escort approaching from the opposite direction with only its parking lights on and with what appears to be a few people in the car. I can see the windows are wound down and an arm is visible hanging out of the back windows. Bit strange I thought.
As I pass the car, there is a loud thwack. I blinked and ducked simultaneously, looked up and to my horror, I can't see a thing. My windscreen is now white, plastered in something horrible and I can barely make out the road ahead. I eased on the brakes and tried squirting the windscreen but the wipers just smeared the substance completely, covering what little there was of the windscreen that I could, up till that point still peer through.
Nothing left for it, I'm on the brakes again and come to a halt in the middle of the road. My heart is beating fast.
I get out the car and the windscreen is covered in some sticky looking congealed substance. I don't know what it is, could be milk, maybe eggs... maybe some nasty chemical or paint stripper - god knows. It's all over the windscreen and up over the roof of the car and more splatters of it down the off side.
Being conscious of not wanting to touch whatever it was, I managed to wipe a section clean from the windscreen with a rag so I could see something and then headed towards the nearest all-night garage so as to at least get a bucket of water over the car to dilute whatever substance it is and reduce the risk of damage should it turn out to be a chemical of some kind.
So I've just got home after dousing the car down with water and theres still lots of stuff all over the car. I still have no idea what was thrown at me and the car now has a very peculiar smell inside and I'm pretty pi$$ed off with the whole string of events that have formed my day.
I guess I should be counting myself lucky I didn't hit anything but more than anything, I'm completely puzzled and fail to understand the thought process of the people that did this.
At about a quarter to one, I finally left the office bound for home after something like a 17 hour day with only a 26 mile drive ahead of me.
Nearing home, just past Kew bridge, nothing else on the road, I see an old ford escort approaching from the opposite direction with only its parking lights on and with what appears to be a few people in the car. I can see the windows are wound down and an arm is visible hanging out of the back windows. Bit strange I thought.
As I pass the car, there is a loud thwack. I blinked and ducked simultaneously, looked up and to my horror, I can't see a thing. My windscreen is now white, plastered in something horrible and I can barely make out the road ahead. I eased on the brakes and tried squirting the windscreen but the wipers just smeared the substance completely, covering what little there was of the windscreen that I could, up till that point still peer through.
Nothing left for it, I'm on the brakes again and come to a halt in the middle of the road. My heart is beating fast.
I get out the car and the windscreen is covered in some sticky looking congealed substance. I don't know what it is, could be milk, maybe eggs... maybe some nasty chemical or paint stripper - god knows. It's all over the windscreen and up over the roof of the car and more splatters of it down the off side.
Being conscious of not wanting to touch whatever it was, I managed to wipe a section clean from the windscreen with a rag so I could see something and then headed towards the nearest all-night garage so as to at least get a bucket of water over the car to dilute whatever substance it is and reduce the risk of damage should it turn out to be a chemical of some kind.
So I've just got home after dousing the car down with water and theres still lots of stuff all over the car. I still have no idea what was thrown at me and the car now has a very peculiar smell inside and I'm pretty pi$$ed off with the whole string of events that have formed my day.
I guess I should be counting myself lucky I didn't hit anything but more than anything, I'm completely puzzled and fail to understand the thought process of the people that did this.
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