Shaken

I rather panicked this morning when a man followed me -- for more than a block -- perhaps for a few, I don't know. He was wearing a woollen cap, as the gunmen did nearly four years ago now -- then, when I was into my car, he slipped along the side of it behind my driver's window -- as they had done. I started the car in haste, but forgot the clutch. The resulting bang attracted someone else to the scene. Then my car refused to start (it did eventually). OBSERVATION: There probably was no danger, but I was shaken. Perhaps my fault, because I hadn't been alert.