To the fat fuck who almost ran me over. So, this is divided in two parts. Firstly I've wanted to thank you beautiful shitlords and shitladies for motivating me to get back into training despite my depression by showing me what I don't want to become.  Secondly: FUCK YOU, YOU FAT FUCK. OPEN YOUR FUCKING EYES WHEN DRIVING. Sure, it's 05:20, it's fucking dark, but I have reflex snap-ons and a fucking vest. Why? Because I care enough to not die a horrible death by fucking car. I literally had to dive into the gravel on the side of the road. I had to stop my fucking morning run because of you, but it's okay. It's only a nice gash in my arm. Nothing to worry about. I can still run, I won't have my legs taken from me. But I swear that if I see you again  /endrant. Phew, that felt far better than I thought it would.