One evening about 2 weeks ago in Liverpool I was on my way to buy some snacks for an evening film when I pulled into the supermarket carpark. This carpark was in a student area, not very well lit and had a small entrance with bollards around. I pulled into a parking space between one of those weird almost retro-sixties fiats and something - a friend of mine was on the phone to me at the time and so I stopped the engine and carried on chatting on the iphone with the head phones plugged in.
About a minute later I noticed a large car pull in directly behind me and noted that something was up. Both the driver and the passenger had balaclavas on. My first instinct was that they were going to rob the supermarket but a split second later i noticed someone run up to the right hand side of my car, also wearing a balaclava.
A hundred thoughts ran through my head simultaneously - what this a student prank, oh my god im actually going to die in this car park and so on.
"This is a fucking crow-bar" screamed the hooded man, approximately 5 foot 9 to 5 foot 10, white with a scouse accent.
"Get out of the car you fat bastard or ill kill you" he continued.
All the while he stood about a foot away from the car and didnt touch the vehicle.
In shock and panic I got out of the car and during the confusion he ordered me to hand over my Iphone.
I walked swiftly away whilst everything moved like treacle in slow motion, and whatever posessed me - i stood in front of the large car that blocked me in and read out loud the number plate....
then i ran...
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