I don’t know how many hours I’ve ridden a bike in my life. A 1000? Maybe more? Sounds like a lot…
Anywho. I was commuting to work today when I got a tap on my shoulder. No it wasn’t someones finger, it was bird crap! I had been pooed on from above! A bird sitting atop of a light post was the assaliant. Bastard. First time for everything.
I will seek revenge… I just have to learn to fly.
Ha, that happened to me for the first time last tuesday. Riding up a hill and feel something smack me in the wrist. At first I thought it was some giant insect but alas, it was poop.