Today, as I stood waiting for the bus, a man on a bullet bike flew past me. His bike glistened in the falling sun, the annoyingly powerful muffler pounded through the air louder than the bat’s snore (hats off to the muffler, I know). I admired his bike for a second before I realized the bloke didn’t bother to wear a helmet.

Life expectancy: approximately 2 minutes, 39 seconds

I thought this odd, until 5 minutes later yet another helmetless bullet biker soared past.

Ah, Darwin in action…