I was out on a rare mountain bike ride with a friend when I made a taco special out of my front rim and broke my arm. We had no cellphone reception and were about 7 miles from our car. While schleping my bike out and moaning about my arm, along comes another guy on a bike. My girlfriend tried to wave him down and we both yelled at him for help, but he zoomed past us and screamed obsceneties at us, apparently for our "blocking" his path. This could not have been more stereotypically demonic mountain biker behavior if it had been scripted. The guy was likley in his early 20s, obviously trying hard to cultivate the Jesus or Eddie vedder circa 1992 look. I figure he's unemployed, smokes dope and lives with his parents. That's what I get for leaving the pavement. Damn Sasquatch-looking jerk...I hope he smokes some paraquat-laced weed and ends up in the ICU.