In spring 1992, i set out on a journey. When the cherry blossom fell like snow in every street, the flowers fell onto my body, and when the wind blew, the ground was very white. i felt at ease. it was in this state of mind that i was standing waiting for my bus at the stop. And it was at this moment that this interesting car accident was about to start. this old car drove straight at me. i wanted to get out of the way, but the more i tried, the more it came at me like a lunatic. i tried to dodge it and it just kept going.. it is not because i wanted to get out of the way that i was able to. i was thinking this very fact when i was tossed into the air. the car had run me over as if i were destined to be run over. My friends thought it was like a scene from some American movie.. Was it a year later? i set out once again to admire the cherry blossom. there's a lot in the middle of the city too. these beautiful flowers among all these cars.. i walked on. this time, a car hit me from behind. People ask me why i had two accidents.. it's not my fault. i was a victim of two accidents.