There was a man in the middle of the road just talking casually with his neighbours. The man was sporting a bucket full of sand. In the middle of traffic. Then he just scratched my car door with his sand bucket. A lot of honking, shouting and swearing followed. At this rate, I'll be lucky if by the end of this year there is enough left of my car to enter the most scratched car competition.
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