I ran into an old guy walking across the street with a cane.
Rounded a corner and there he was. Nothing I could do.
Tried to swerve but I went that way and he went this way and BAM. My front wheel went right between his legs and my bar hit him square in the belly. Knocked him on his keester.
Guy gets off the ground cursing up a storm. "Sorry man! You okay? I didn't mean to hit you!" as the guy gets up. Then he raises his cane and I'm thinking to myself, "I'm out of here. Later."