A man tapped the steering wheel of his car, waiting for the traffic light to turn green. He combed his black hair back, his hazel eyes looking at every person crossing the road. He felt frustrated, he did not want to go to another blind date but because of his mother he has to. It is not like he does not like women but nobody he met made him interested enough to continue. People stopped crossing the road, it was now just five seconds before the red light turns green.
He got ready, as he turned the gear; just then he heard a long and heavy horn coming from behind, while people started shouting. He looked at the rear-view mirror, his eyes widened seeing a big truck coming towards him at full speed. Before he could do anything, his car and the truck collided.
By standers gasped as they saw
