So, I'm riding in to work on Saturday, early morning and noone on the road. Is Beautifull! Just puttin along at 55 down a farm road that runs along side highway 75. It's nice and cool and I'm starting to really wake up, when I spot a small flock of starlings beside the road up ahead. No problem, birds can fly right? So as expected, as I come closer, the small flock takes to wing, but one bird decides he has had enough! No more will he take the interuptions, No more will he just move out of the way just so some motorist can speed past! NO MORE (tweet!)! and with that he turns from the safety of the fast retreating flock of friends, and dive bombs my face! I ducked my head just in time to avoid a beak in the eye and a mouth full of feathers and took the impact right on the crown of the helmet (yeah, they look stupid but provide very good protection against suicidal birds!)... You know how time slows down in stressfull situations? Well, in my mirror I saw a very blurry image of Mr. Starling flutter to the ground, flop once and then was still. Stupid bird.