>>1279402Cut in front of his car (he stops, enraged)
Tear off my shirt while doing a track stand (he's horrified and experiencing sudden sexual dysphoria)
He slams the horn and holds.
We are locked here for eternity. The track stand never ends
He pulls off the horn, collapsing against the wheel in tears
I continue to track stand.
The police arrive. I speak calmly to them
The bring the psych unit
The man is taken away by a kind nurse, who will treat his mental illness
She hands me her business card as they pass
"Call me" she mouths
Finally, after a full 45 minutes of track standing, I ride off into the sunset, having never touched the ground