If I ever find you…

Last week my dear friend Kathleen was run down by a cyclist while she walked home on Highland at 12am. She was on the sidewalk, and whoever it was hit her from behind. She fell so hard that she blacked out, and when she woke up she was covered in blood from cuts on her face and hands.

This is the second time she’s been hit by a cyclist on Highland, while on the sidewalk, in a month. She’s not the only person I know to have been hit while walking on the sidewalk in the last month.

If I ever, ever find out who knocked my Kathleen down and didn’t stay to find out if she was ok, not only will their bike be shoved so far up their ass they’ll be able to pedal with their tonsils, I will make sure they cannot tie their shoes without assistance for the rest of their life.

Get off the fucking sidewalk. It’s not where you belong. And what kind of person hits a pedestrian and rides off without seeing if they’re fucking conscious? You’re as bad as the motorists around here!

Either way, I will be patrolling Highland from now on.

 

About Grimlocke Von Hecht

I moved to the Boston Metro area shortly after a house fell on my sister. Seeking vengeance, employment and maybe a little community support, I pedal my magenta and chartreuse franken-bike around our mean streets, shouting at drivers and menacing pedestrians. I'm evil, y'see? It's my M-O. If you're with me, hop on a bike and follow the sound of my cackle. If you're against me, then I'll get you, my pretty, and your little hipster friends, too.
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