stuck. remarkably enough, when something like this happens in seoul, the typical driver suddenly changes from a heavy-footed sociopath with a blissful disregard for rules and regulations and the spatial awareness of a potato, to a living, breathing, functioning human being aware of another living, breathing, functioning human caught in a wee bit of trouble. and they slow down, and no one honks. as someone who almost gets run over pretty much every time i go for a run, i think it's quite beautiful actually, as a display of collective awareness that's sorely lacking most of the time.