Heh. My one cycle crash was with a brit. There was a narrow place where the bike trail crossed a very small road. We were both going a bit fast, and ended up kind of head on. So I swerved, to the right of course, in the american custom. He swerved, to the left of course, in his exotic foreign way. I thought, as he swerved the wrong way before we crashed “probably English”. So we went down. I bumped my knee. Nothing serious, but it hurt and I was a bit wobbly getting up. And in a fairly thick british accent “are you ok?”.
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