You think about those sort of things, especially the instant you realize that, yes, this asshole is really gonna run the light. And that no, no amount of pedaling or breaking is going to change what’s going to happen. You are fucked. Just accept it. Or don’t. It really doesn’t matter because -
Boom.
Read MoreI peek behind me to find a patrol car flashing its lights. I guess some poor fool in those high-fangled horseless carriages is getting a ticket. They should, they’re not at all saving the environ…
“Sir, stop pedaling and move to the side of the road please.”
This is the moment my left-wing, bleeding heart nirvana ends. Police are no longer my favorite sort of people. I retract my forgiveness.
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