Moonraker
A similar thing happened to me two weeks ago. Twas a lovely september day, and muggins here had slept in for work by about 6 hours. Rang and explained and got told "fair enough see ya tomorrow". Owner rang half hour later an said "We're up shit creak, Strider can ya get in an give us a hand". "No bother" said I.

I live on the outskirts of my town, about two minutes walk from two secondary schools, both situated at the top of a hill. The main road into town goes down this hill. Being extremely nervous about reaction to my snoozing, decided to race into town. About half way down the hill I realised as I peddaled like a loon that I was going faster than I'd ever gone on this bike. The road was clear and I relaxed slightly as I picked up even more speed.

At the bottom of the hill, a group of about 15 chavs in school uniforms stood. In groups of five they crossed and disaster struck. First group looked both ways and crossed, second glanced both ways and crossed. Last group walked straight out in front of me without looking. Hit the last chav. With the speed I'd been going at, and seeing the distance I and my bike had been thrown. I honestly thought I'd killed the idiot. When they moved about five years later (or so it felt) the most intense wave of relief. However was still furious for the way they walked out as all that could have been avoided if they opened their eyes.

Saw the same dude I'd hit one day a week after the accident. He looked like a frightened rabbit crossing the road. I'm not really proud of what I did, but if it teaches somebody a lesson......
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