Bad Religion — The Same Person.

Spring 2000 and I was driving along towards the University, last class before the Maths exam and boy, did I need it. My logic it seemed was not the same logic needed — by all accounts I should be brilliant on imaginary numbers!

I didn’t reach class that day. Instead a car drove out in front of me at a T-cross section. There were a stop sign at her exit and all, but she didn’t see me. My gut instincts woke up from their slumber and pushed the pedal down and steered away. There was no collision because of this. Everything missed with a… I don’t know. It can’t have been much though.

The car started to turn and I compensated and after some twisting elevens I ended up in the ditch with the back down. I couldn’t drive for a week, the woman lost her drivers licence. The cops looked at the evidence and said “you did that? Damn. Your reflexes was spot on, a little later and she would have died in the crash.” I think this is where the other driver realised what could have happened and I felt a little bit like an incognito superhero.

No Substance is my least favourite Bad Religion album, yes even counting Into the Unknown, but this is why I’ve never listened to it since then. In my mind it’s still in the stereo in that car. I flunked the exam too. Stupid maths.