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So here I am, jogging at night, in the middle of a blizzaed, dressed all in black, and some idiot runs me over while "I" am jogging in the middle of "MY" street! How dare that person drive while I am jogging!
So there I was, crawling along in a blizzard, at night, when some idiot decides that the middle of the lane is the perfect place to jog while wearing black running clothes. Due to the wintery conditions, I wasn't able to avoid running into him AFTER he stopped to tie his shoe IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD!
To POV from the same fictional event. (Or is it?)
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