We almost made the five o'clock news.
Lucy in her back-pack, wearing her Doggles.
Cruising home after a sweet ride,
in the fast lane, avoiding merging traffic,
flowing with the 75mph. traffic.
I saw the black car merge at a speed.
He/She went from the first to the middle lane and keep comming,
moving toward us, fast.
Moved as far as possible toward the cement median and back-off throttle while hitting the horn.
In that order.
On the phone or blind to motorcycles, the driver continues toward us.
We're on the emergency lane with a foot to the barrier and a foot from the black car.
Driver awakes from coma at the last instant, swerves back to the middle lane.
Luckily no one was in that lane at that time.
I gunned the shadow as he/she swerved moving back into the fast lane.
In m mirror I saw the black car slow waaay down.
Almost made the 5pm news.
Glad the old reflexes still work and the light is shining on us.
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