Yet another reason that I will continue to always wear my helmet, even on the comparatively “safe” bike path: a grasshopper, mid-flight, crashed into my face and got stuck in my beard.
I freaked out so hard. Went into the Death Wobbles and nearly dumped over before recovering.
I don't like the idea of my head bouncing off the cement because of a bug.
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