Lying in bed watching a dvd late at night. Hear the screeching of tyres. Wait. Listen for that moment of impact, hoping it will be like the million other times when the impact never comes.


There it is.

Your heart stops.

Memories flood back. Memories of accidents where it was your car screeching and biffing. Memories of phone calls in the middle of the night carrying news of loved ones cars screeching and biffing.

Those 5 seconds of noise bring back years of pain and memories. And then you remember. This screeching, this biffing is not you, it is not yours. And your heart starts again.