I read a post on here about some guy hitting a little dog or some such thing and thought to myself..."whatever, how could that ever happen.". Then a few nights later I was riding on 78th street, off of second, a tight treelined street with parked cars on either side. I wasn't going that fast as I was slowing for the stop light...when I look down and WHAM...a cat runs out from under the cars and literally under my bottom bracket (between the wheels). He cleared me and darted under the car on the other side of the street. We didn't touch, no one wrecked...but I rode away laughing...thinking..."oh,,,that's how."

I've neve rhit anything on the bike though nightly I dodge racoons in Central Park and rabbits when I ride up in the 'burbs at night. Rabbits are fast little bastards that dart out of nowhere in the dark!