I was lucky that my airbag went off when I ran over the tourist.
Long story short, I was being chased by the karma police, with what I call my exit music (for a film that I was working on) on full blast. There I was driving along, unknowing of my broken tail light, expecting no surprises when I first heard the siren. Lately, I've been feeling like everything I'm doing is so robotic and mundane. You could say I was a paranoid android at this moment. Anyways, the siren somehow managed to pierce ... read more