Yeah, on Saturday, coming home from here, I was attacked by an evil plastic bag.
I was speeding along, minding my own biznezz, it was super windy, and just like that, this nasty motherfucker just jumped from the ditch and caught me completely by surprise. I had like three seconds to react and I actually though I managed to duck and escape the vicious attack but I was already fucked by then.
But everyone knows how bad plastic bags are anyway, right?
Unfortunately this also shows that I don't have the Zen and I cannot see 15 seconds into the future, like real brakeless fixed gear riding bike messengers apparently do.