Ever stood at the beginning of a very busy 2 km long narrow old shopping street with a group of other younsters and agree that the last one to come out at the other end is a sissy ?

I still remember ducking my share of car trying the park blocking my way and seeing me crossing behind them at full speed to the sidewalk trying not to hit any pedestrians and other old ladies before making a break turn between another set of cars to get back onto the street again.

At one time I was too late and a car parked me together with him between two other cars. Nice pile-up. If I ever see my future son pulling stunts like that then something will be swinging.

(but I'll be REALLY worried if he didn't even try to get away with stuff like this !)

Wouter