me and sticks out his arm. He clotheslined me accross the back of the head with his arm, almost sending my helmet flying off my head and definitely dazing me a bit. He just took off into traffic as if nothing had happened.
Where did you bury him?
Unfortunately, nothing. I had to make an executive decision regarding priorities. My LBS was closing in 10 minutes and had my new Polar waiting for me at the front counter. 🙂