The Bostonland Area would like to see both my partner and I dead, worm food, standing in the clearing at the end of the road, drawing our last rattling breaths, pushing up daisies, hedgehogs bringing our mail, etc.
Its weapon of choice for punching my ticket? Cars. I've already been both hit and nearly hit whilst biking, and I get the distinct feeling that every time I cross the street, I'm putting my life in the hands of drivers who really don't seem to give a shit about committing a little vehicular manslaughter (negligent though it may be). I used to think that very few people actually wanted to kill someone else with their cars; now I'm not so sure.
