I was riding home from the train station last night in the dark after a hard day. I was feeling tired and lethargic and just wanted to get home.
Suddenly a large skunk sashayed out of the bushes right in front of my bike. I had instant visions of hitting the skunk with my front wheel, going over the handlebars and breaking an arm, collarbone, or other valuable body part -- AND getting sprayed by the skunk for my trouble. I braked.
The skunk, meanwhile, was similarly panicked. The skunk pivoted, claws scratching and grabbing the concrete. He pulled out of the way, I swerved a bit, and rolled by. I may have run over the tip of his tail, but basically missed him. I guess he didn't have time to spray.
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Ok--where's the updates on this thing? As more happened since this minor--though touching incident? Did you ride to work today? That's what I want to know
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