On each of the past 4 days, while out walking the Partners, I’ve seen bicyclists (4 different ones) riding no hands while texting, paying no attention at all to what is in front of them. I have little doubt these folks will find themselves in hospital sooner rather than later.
Today’s guy, though, was special. He was cycling no hands, texting one-handed, AND drinking a bottle of iced tea. When he finished the bottle he absently pitched it into somebody’s garden. This all happened very fast. I blurted out, “hey Buddy, there’s a garbage a block away in the park.”
Buddy flipped me the bird.