My karma story is -
a number of years ago, on a beautiful Saturday afternoon, I was having a nice hack on my horse. I was riding along a country lane, and coming towards me was 2 cars full of teenage boys, who were loud and full of themselves.
I immediately thought, “there could be trouble here”. But no, both cars stopped to let me pass. I smiled, thanked them and was going on my way.
The lads decided to make the “incident” more interesting. As I passed, they decided to scream out of the windows and slam down on the horn, and slam down on the accelerator in order to skid away, so my horse would react badly.
What actually happened was my horse jumped a bit and then carried on walking up the road. The car in front stalled, the car behind smashed into car one, resulting in both front and rear bumpers falling off, loads of glass on the road.
I smiled and waved to the lads and said “that was fun”.