The day riding back home wasn't that nice I got scoop up by Ernest at 7am at Rita's place, we drove back home for about five hours and when we were just passing by San Jose a reckless driver pulled out his way and hit us in the front of the car. I remember seeing our driveway just twenty five meters ahead, just some seconds and we wouldn't have had that accident, but things happens way out of our control and we have to accept how it was like. The car's reckless driver got out and with a repugnant demeanor and started shouting at us and hitting our car. By the sidewalk were some people watching and calling the police, the ambulance, everything... the man was so aggressive that we needed to hide into the multitude that was growing beside the scene, thank God the crowd worked as a barrier to cut us off from the danger of that crazy man.