For the second time since I started driving (on the public road...on private ground was about ten years earlier...) in 2003, I belted a kerb today. In fairness, it was in a carpark, I was doing about 0.5mph and an idiot ran out from between two vans not across the carpark, but towards my car - instinctive reaction was to brake and evade. Cue lound "scronk" from nearside front.
Sorry Gabriel...didn't mean it.
Fact is the guy would have missed me by a country mile, it was just pure reflex.
Feel really bad now, always hate it when I do things that hurt my cars. Will probably take her up to Formula 1 to have the tracking checked this week just in case as the tyres are nearly new and I don't want to shred them. At least there's no visible damage to the tyre save for a scuff.
*dons dunce hat and goes to sit in the naughty corner*
Disclaimer: I am not counting however many dozen times I hopped the rear wheel over the kerb when first learning to drive a bus. That requires a bit of practice to avoid...and clipping one for the first time after being out for three hours right as you pull into the depot results in a *lot* of swearing.
06 Peugeot Partner Escapade 1.6HDi, 88 Renault 25 Monaco, 85 Sinclair C5, 84 Trabant 601S, 75 Rover 3500, 73 AC Model 70.