Piratecat
Sesquipedalian
Ashy was visiting Boston this week, and this morning we went in early to explore the city. On our way back (200 yards from my stop!) our subway train rear-ended another stopped train, crushing its rear completely. I have no idea why; I suspect that our driver fell asleep.
When we hit, Ashy was smart. He hung on.
I, however, ended up cartwheeling forward about fifteen feet. I've got a bruised elbow and shin, but nothing worse thank goodness. There looked to be some whiplash and at least one broken nose.
Ouchy -- but at least he can't say I didn't show him a good time.
When we hit, Ashy was smart. He hung on.
I, however, ended up cartwheeling forward about fifteen feet. I've got a bruised elbow and shin, but nothing worse thank goodness. There looked to be some whiplash and at least one broken nose.
Ouchy -- but at least he can't say I didn't show him a good time.
