But my reactions let me down. I was driving past the cemetery just before 20:00 yesterday when one of our charming street-drinking druggy pals came cycling towards me. He (I prefer the term 'it' but I've been advised that these people are human too) had no lights on. He was wearing a camouflage jacket.
Flippin' lights picked him out at the last moment and I swerved.
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