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I was in a tiny fender bender a few years back. We were stopped at a stop sign, and I was watching the traffic on the left. I thought I saw the woman in front of me go, so I took my foot off the break. And *tap*, I hit her. We both moved to the shoulder of the road and got out. I apologized, explained that I was looking in the other direction and thought that she had gone ahead. Luckly there were only a few scratches and she was fine with it.
So I guess I owned up to my mistake, with the qualifier of not paying attention...
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