On my way home tonight I stopped at the traffic light and pressed for the "walk" light. I was not able to ride the trail directly to the light because the retirement home's sprinkler system was spraying from the boulevard directly across the trail. Irritating. Anyway, I was glad that at least they had the brains to keep the sprinkler head nearest the light stanchion from rotating toward it. So I'm waiting for the light to change and, you guessed it, all of a sudden it pivots and soaks me.