The sun went down yesterday before I had time to ride. With excitement, I decided to brave the night. I grabbed my most reflective jersey, put a rear blinker on my seat post, a light on my handle bars, and headed out the door. The streets were quiet and well lit until I got to Percy Warner park.
As I rode into the wooded entrance of the park, I felt like I was Batman flying toward the entrance of the bat cave. My light illuminated the one lane road, and my blinding speed caused the trees that lined the path to blur together. As I approached the downhill, I dropped in my handlebars to get under then wind. Then out of nowhere . . .
It was a quick blow - like a half-hearted sucker punch. Something hit my shoulder. I had just been attacked by a kamikaze bat. He flew right into my shoulder! Awesome story huh?
~Austin
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