Just remembered the first car crash I’ve ever been in, a fender-bender (an obsolete term since the 70s standards on bumpers in low-speed crashes!) on the way back from the mall with a copy of Final Fantasy 8

And he rear-ended me at a red light and somehow he seemed younger and seedier and nervouser than me which would’ve been a narrow window, I followed my good middle-class training and exchanged insurance info and I didn’t realize how threatening that might feel to someone who wasn’t middle-class premiums paid