I was cookin along on my gravel bike heading back towards Santa cruz. I got stuck behind these three dudes on ebikes on the bike path. An opportunity presented itself to blaze by so I took it. Goin mach chicken down the bike path, life is grand. Then from the left hand side, a squirrel began his descent towards the bike path. "Don't do it buddy" I thought to myself. I began to make a plan for which way I would go if he did do it. Well he did do it, and my plan backfired. I felt the crunch of little bones under my front wheel. I felt terrible. But I kept going. What was I going to do? Stop and investigate the carnage? I kept pedalling back into town. I don't like killing innocent little animals. One of the ebikers caught back up to me and said, "dude! You hit that squirrel!"
I replied, "yeah I know, I can't believe it, I feel terrible."
He said back, "I thought you were my dad."
Yeah, nope.
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