Still dark outside and cool. The regular chase by the two large strays at the corner. Their time is coming...real soon as a matter of fact (mwua-ha-ha-ha!). Half a mile into the ride, a car runs a stop sign and almost clobbers me. Using my momentum, I kicked his door hard and bounced off to regain my balance yelled colorful metaphors at him. He just gazed stupidly at me and drove on. Uneventful the rest of the way. The idiot this morning is not representative of the drivers in my part of town. I'm pretty proud of the drivers here in Oak Cliff. They seem to have a consideration for bicyclers for the most part.
Ernest