After 8 years and 30k miles, this spring I whacked a rabbit. It ran out from the verge and ran under my bottom bracket for about 10 feet. I was trapped between a passing car and potholes and could neither speed up nor slow down, or even pedal. He eventually tripped or something and went under the rear wheel. I circled back but his back was broken.
I've had animals almost take me out several times. Several deer have nearly run into me, and a few birds have decided they didn't like me and swooped at my head. Once I had some kind of raptor scream from just behind my head at about 4:30 AM in the middle of winter in the pitch dark. Yikes.
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Work: the 8 hours that separates bike rides.