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the assaultJune 8, 2001 Woke up pretty sore today. A result of my bike commute home yesterday. It wasn't an unusually long ride home and I didn't ride particularly hard but I'm more sore today than I've been in a long time from a ride. I got hit with a water balloon thrown from a car on Harrington Way. I heard a car accellerating just behind me to my left, then a loud yell and KABOOM! Right in the small of my back just left of my spine. It hit amazingly hard. At least I was amazed. I'm just glad it was a balloon and not something more solid. Now ordinarily on a hot day I probably wouldn't mind a little playful water. People have squirted me with water a number of times on hot rides. And if there's traffic I'll generally chase them down and try to squirt them back with my water bottles. I've been able to do that a number of times too. But this was not a playful squirt. It was a pound or so of water travelling 35 miles an hour delivered with an agressive yell that I'm sure was meant to startle me. I wasn't able to get a license plate because I was too busy trying to keep from crashing but I did see a silver Honda filled with teenagers, laughing as they drove off. I just wonder what goes through people's heads. If I'd been an inexperienced rider or perhaps an elderly rider I likely would have crashed. Or if the balloon had hit me in the head I definitely would have crashed. As it was, I managed to pull over and I stopped for a few minutes to stretch out my back. I knew there and then that I was going to be quite sore from the impact. And I am. Incidents like this make me desperately want to believe in karma. I'll probably never know who threw that balloon but if there is such a thing as karma they just really messed theirs up and hopefully one day it'll come back to bite em in the butt. – dave © Copyright iriguchi 2001 |
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