In my head I thought I was being blazingly cool on my 250, but some showoff bird (you know the little fast kind that does aerobatics) came screaming at me from the front, then demonstrated a razor tight u-turn to avoid me like I was going in slow motion.
I froze. I thought he was gonna come beak-first through the helmet visor.
After the fear, I was angry. I thought, "That son of a bitch bird. Why did he pick me to show up out of all this traffic? I'll get him and his whole family someday when I'm too fast for him to avoid."