I was so angry afterwards that I don’t even remember what he said. It was the angriest I’ve felt in response to a street harassment incident. It might be because I expected myself to respond in a way that told him off, and I didn’t, so I felt like I’d failed, failed to tackle the problem and bring about change. I felt shocked, surprised, and aware of the power imbalances of a male in a car vs a woman on foot. I wanted to run after the car and tell him how annoyed I was and how inappropriate it is to harass people. The car stopped at the end of the road, providing me with the opportunity to respond if I’d been quick enough, but I felt I couldn’t, and was scared of a violent reaction from him. Playing it back in my head, I even imagined that he could have threatened me with rape if I had run after and challenged him. It also annoyed me as it happened twice, within ten seconds. Two different men in two different cars. I didn’t respond to the first incident as I wasn’t entirely sure if he was talking to me, as he could have been on the phone in his car – although I couldn’t see evidence of this. He just said ‘gorgeous’ and nothing else. After looking round to check if it was to me, I wasn’t sure, but shook my head as I walked away, just in case. I felt frustrated that a daily decision I make as a woman is to weigh up whether what am wearing will increase the likelihood of harassment. Why shouldn’t I wear shorts to the gym?