Jul 18, 2005 05:02
so then, right in front of me was this young cute thing of a deer, and all i could do was slam my bike to a halt, and stare. we were about five feet from each other in the morning twilight. no words, just looks. who has the right of way in this situation?
with calculatd ease, the deer turned and backed up the road. i was left at my front door.
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