Damn Hobo

So I was driving home from Delta Leaders house after a night of mischief and adventure. All of a sudden from out of no where a hobo on a bike and a bottle of liquor in his hand nearly runs into my car. The asshole actually decided to change direction by 90 degrees while a car was bearing down on him. It was like 11:45 I had my lights on so there is no way he didn't know I was coming.

Personaly I think the bastard wanted me to hit him so he could get a warm stay at the hospital. Guess what asshole. I could have killed you. But I guess it would be one less hobo in the world which isn't that bad.

I plan on teaching people about Sir Issac Newton. So that when they become hobos they will learn that my mid sized sedan will kill a person on a bike. Lucky for me and the hobo I have the uber fast reflexes and was able to stop before I crushed him.

Hey you can trust me your friendly town hobo