If he lives that long, that is.
I'm out for my walk and it's about 25 minutes after the sun was last visible and probably ten minutes after sunset. A lot of the streets are tree-lined, so it seems darker than you'd expect.
I hear a whirring sound and there is a kid, riding an electric dirt bike down the street. There are no lights on the damn bike, the kid is wearing dark clothing, the bike is painted black or dark blue and to top it all off, the kid isn't wearing a helmet.
I just sighed. Some soccer mom is going to come around the corner there some day in her four-ton Chevy Gas-sucker while she is yakking at her ex- on her cell phone and that kid is going to be turned into a chalk outline on the road.
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