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I hate driving, but had to go to a meeting at 730 last night. It was pouring rain. I had to drive. I am not going to apologize for driving. Don't bother trying to bait me with your red herring. I was on SE 52 coming up on Division when my wife screamed to watch out. At the last second she saw something I did not, a cyclist in the middle of the lane about 20 feet in front of me. GOD DAMN! it was close. She or he had no lights, no helmet, no reflector, and black clothing. I hit the brakes and skidded, but stopped short of hitting anything. The cyclist continued on seeming to be totally unaware of anything that just happened. Don't you have any idea how incredibly dangerous it is to be nearly invisible in the middle of the street? Do you have a death wish? Please - get a clue! Maybe you don't give a shit for your life but don't make me a party to your suicide.
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