Evil approaches in a grey Mercedes. Unsurprisingly, I associate death and pain with a grey Mercedes. I've seen someone killed by a grey Mercedes and I was knocked over by one. . We were on our way to church near Shepherd's Bush in 1989. We were late. Just in front of the church was a four lane highway with a central reservation. The lights had changed to orange by the time we reached the middle and so we stopped. But a thin woman, about 57, standing next to us decided to carry on walking across the last two lanes of the highway. Before she could reach the other side, the lights had changed to green and she was hit. I saw the bloated German saloon approach. I saw it speed up 50 yards away from the crossing. The woman must have been clearly visible in her beige gabardine. I shouted in panic, but a second later she was caught by the Mercedes. The driver was short, balding and portly - he too was in his late fifties. He was dressed in a grey suit. I saw a small sort of rictus on hi
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