Accidents happen, be careful out there

The author + abrasion In an emergency situation there are two kinds of time: slow motion and missing.  The driver-side wheel of the Ford crossed the solid white line of the bike lane in a way that was instantly clear to me would continue.  A guttural yell escaped my lips, something primitive that once may have announced the killing of a wild boar or signaled victory in battle.  I think it contained...