38 years of running and over 125,000 miles on roads and trails, and today I encountered a first. A gentleman in a pick up truck approached, and decided, at the very moment he passed me on a narrow street, it would be a great time to wash his windshield.
I was treated to a refreshing, tasty spray of windshield washer fluid.
Foul taste and all, I was still able to shout a couple of expletives.
It is we, the runners, who should display road rage!!