Super intelligent.

13 years old. Allen and I j-walked across the street to the internet cafe. He crossed ahead of me, and I was stuck in the middle island. I was deciding whether I should cross or not. I decided to cross at the worst time, and a couple of cars drove towards me on a 45mph street, I was halfway and decided to run back to the middle island curb, then decided to run across. Next thing I knew, I heard tire screeches. Once I reached the other side, I realized the pick-up truck was just behind where I was. I could have been dead.