Originally Posted by bocobiking

Many years ago, I was riding back into town when a German Shepard escaped his kennel and made a lightning, silent beeline straight for me across 4 lanes of afternoon traffic. There was no doubt he meant murder. I started a desperate stop to try to put my bike between him and me when I heard two thumps; he had been hit and killed by a car. The driver stopped and commiserated with the dog's owner. Then he took me aside and said that, even though the collision was an accident, he was glad that I was lucky enough that he came along because the dog indeed had intended murder.