From the grassy, dirt side of the road they came. A mother and her children.
Okay, not real pedestrians. A hen and her babies.
But crossing nonetheless.
Right in front of my car.
Do you stop or do you keep going and hope for the best?
What would you do?
You keep going. If it comes down to me and my kids futures or a few chickens, sorry chickens.
I actually slowed down. No kids or MSO with me. Hopefully the car in back wasn’t too pissed.