This past summer, I was coming to my destination -- a little luncheonette -- and a bee got in my helmet. I panicked and ripped the helmet off and took my eyes off the road. I slammed into the back of a minivan. Oof! Oddly, I wasn't hurt at all, just embarrassed at my absent-mindedness, but no one witnessed it. I went into the luncheonette and told the owner what just happened. It turns out it was her minivan! But I didn't dent it or anything, and she was more concerned about me than her minivan. What a sweet woman she is!