I have a condition. Ok, no, it’s more that I’ve been conditioned. Every time I’m watching a movie or TV show, and there is a front-facing or side-on shot of the driver and or passenger in a car, I fear for them. It may be the happiest movie of all time, but I fear for them.
It was the 2nd of 3rd year of uni, and I was sitting towards the back of a lecture theatre watching the season 4 finale of Alias. In the space of 10 seconds, I heard “well, for starters, my name isn’t Michael Vaughn”, and before I could even gasp at the revelation, I jumped out of my seat, startled at that car crash.