Stay alive, that is.
Last night, when I was driving through the Leckwith area of Cardiff, I was awestruck by two young-ish men of a certain appearance, wearing dark tracksuits with their hoods up riding unlit, reflector-less bikes down a busy street, one of whom was doing so with no hands while talking on his (or somebody’s) mobile.
I genuinely don’t get it. Presumably, doing this sort of thing is not a one-off, yet I would be very afraid of doing the same thing even once.
Just the week before, I passed a bloke doing something similar, only he had his hands on the bars, and was slaloming down the road with cars both behind him and driving toward him.
Seriously, according to Darwinist principles, how do such people stay alive? 😕