Soar / sore
Gadzooks - have you gals been on the same wavelength – flabbergasting prompt!
Soar – when a silly old woman hit me, causing me to soar across the front of her 'vintage' car. Judging by the contusions on my right side plus the gaping hole in my new black top, the said motor vehicle was equipped with rear vision mirrors attached to each side of the bonnet … I contemplate … were they specifically designed to gouge my flesh, break my fall or as an aid to soar?
Sore – splayed across the bitumen, my eyes opened, flummoxed, I heard the too old driver of the said motor vehicle exclaim “she broke my windscreen” … imagine how sore she could have been had I been capable of rising and punching her in the nose?