I was creeping forward with the traffic heading home one night. It's the A133 en route to Clacton. Some fields bordered the road.. apparently there was a field-gate that some retarded horse decided to hop.
So of course, there's me... enjoying my 1.6LX powah, when all of a sudden the traffic picks up some pace. I ease my foot onto the accelerator.. carefully.. don't want to shred the road under my 90BHP engine... AS IF FROM NO WHERE COMES A HORSE. I broad-side the d**khead.. slam on the brakes and sit there... shocked, mouth agast in awe as black-beauty staggers about like a pissed up scouser before running through the on-going traffic and into a verge.
I didn't know what to do. He left a dent in my bonnet that the Dam Busters would of raised a pint to :<
I mean.. who do you call when a horse rapes your Ford? What happens about insurance? Does the "farmer" and/or "stable guy" pay for damage?
:'(