i have this habit of keeping stuff in my bike's dashboard. tonight, it was a largish book that just about fit.
i was riding home from mich's place with the book jammed into the dash best i could. which actually seemed rather snugly jammed in, to be honest.
till i hit a bump and it flew out.
what happened next is beyond my comprehension.
i took both my hands off the handles, grabbed the book while braking with my foot pedal, and put the book back in. while the bike was still getting out of the bump.
i could have done it easily with just one hand.
the book was resting nicely on my lap, so i could have waited to get out of the bump and then some.
braking could have actually make things worse as the book would have a tendency to fly forward. not to mention the bike getting out of control.
thankfully, the bike didn't so much as waver in the slightest. i did freak out a nearby rickshaw driver though.
i really wonder where that reflex came from. because it certainly wasn't from the need for self preservation.
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