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Came uncomfortably close to running over a bicyclist on Monday evening.
I'd just turned off the main drag onto a neighborhood street.
The first intersection in the neighborhood I come to I have the right of way straight through. The cross street is coming to the end of a big hill, with the stop sign at the bottom.
[Oh, for reasons that'll be clear in a moment, there's a 'Jack in the Box' at the top of the hill]
Anyway as I'm about to cross in the intersection I see a flash of yellow coming down the hill. I slam on the brakes and come to an immediate stop as I was only going about 15 mph.
I am then treated to the aerial ballet of this dude doing about 30mph on a yellow mountain bike, through the stop sign, with a bag full of burgers in one hand and a 32oz soda in the other, try to stop before I 'run him over.' He ends up flipping the bike about 10 feet in front of me [still stationary], with the soda and burgers flying another 10 feet on past.
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We need the kind of courage that can withstand the subtle corruption of the cynics - E.W.
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