Look Both Ways
I saw another guy get hit by a car last night. I was sitting at the corner store up the way from my house, having a Coke and trying figure out the best way to jam a grape flavored popsicle up my butt (tapered end first I reckoned) when it happened. A man on a bike came whizzing out of an alley that intersects with street I live on. A mini van was parked at the edge of the intersection, blocking his view of the on coming traffic and concealing him from people driving up the street. Out he came from behind the mini van, just in time for another mini van to slam on it’s breaks and then slam into him, not five feet from where I was sitting. The guy in the car had just enough time to slow down and the bike guy swerved enough that the impact was not as vicious as I thought it would be, but still enough to send the guy flying on his ass to the far side of the street and into a parked scoot. The man in the car banged his head on the horn in frustration several times, seeming to say “Shit! Not again!”, before getting out to pick up the bicycle and help the other guy up. There was no real harm done, but it still looked like it sucked.
