The Greater Los Alamos Rootsnake almost kilt me on a high speed descent on the way to work today. I saw it poised to strike. I focused on it and then swerved at the last minute in a panicked manner and almost slid out. I had seen and been startled by this very rootsnake before, but it was sleeping previously. What compelled it to raise its rooty snake head in anger I do not know.
Later this same day: I almost punctured on a vertebrae. I got caught in a downpour. With bonus hail. I got me a burrito while trailing puddles of water in the burritory. I got caught in another downpour. I almost got caught in a third downpour on the way home, but skirted the danger.