This happened so long ago, I'm sure there's some statute of limitations on me getting into trouble for it...:yeah:
It was back in 1984, and me and my new missus were cruising along in the car I had at the time, a 1980 VC Commodore 4 cylinder (still got the missus, got rid of the car long ago). My sister in law was in the back, and we were at the beach. At the time, there was a 30km/hr limit along the stretch of esplenade along the beach. We were just pottering along and passing a kiosk by the road, where a guy with a boogy board and a bag was walking towards us to cross the road.. My sis-in-law suddenly called out "Hey that girls got no top on!", and I turned to look, and behind the kiosk where the showers were at the top of the beach, was a tall brunette with looooong legs, very nice and curvy, topless, with the most enormous pair you've ever seen, and only a tiny bikini bottom on as she showered. I was just gobsmacked...and then I felt a bump, and my sister in law shouted "You ran over that guy!", and I slammed on the brakes, looking in the rearview mirror to see the guy who'd been about to cross the road sprawled on the road, board and bag beside him. My arsehole puckered and I thought "he's dead!", and then he picked himself up, got his stuff, gave me the finger, and walked off!
When we got home (me expecting a police roadblock along the way...) the onyl sign we'd been hit was a clean patch in the very dusty and dirty rear fender near the bumper bar. I can only imagine the guy was doing that trick of idiots who try to cross the road very very close behind your car as they walk. I had suddenly slowed to "check the view", and he obviously walked right into the back of the car and fell over!
That's a lesson for us all...don't be distracted when driving...even if it is someone who looks like a young Sophia Loren whose attributes make you wonder "how the hell does she stand upright with those things?"