Got punched on my left breast by an unknown guy on a bike for the second time in life. The only difference was that it was 10.30 in the night now and 11.30 in the morning then. The similarity was that I was wearing loose black sweaters both times. The improvement was that I ran 200 meters behind the bike shouting ( I guess lanja kodaka was a bad choice of words). Guess I should start wearing more colourful sleeveless stuff. There will be many more punches and many more distances to run in the future, I know.
Posted on: Wed, 30 Jul 2014 18:17:26 +0000