“One evening, 19 years ago, I was riding my motorbike home from my boyfriend’s house. It was dusk and, as I approached a junction, I noticed a car waiting for me to pass – or so I thought….”
“One evening, 19 years ago, I was riding my motorbike home from my boyfriend’s house. It was dusk and, as I approached a junction, I noticed a car waiting for me to pass – or so I thought….”
