Mi trovavo presso un autodemolitore per cercare i fari per la mia automobile. Passando attraverso le cataste di macchine mi rtrovai di fronte ad un muletto che trasportava la carcassa di un auto. Sentii un “consiglio interiore” che mi spinse a spostarmi di un paio di metri dalla traiettoria del muletto. Appena mi scansai la macchina cadde a terra mancandomi di un soffio.
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