he checked on me, I told him I was OK and he left. A few minutes later, a police car stoped next to me
(they were called by the guy on his bicycle). They picked up the fender that the SUV left on the ground,
and they went immediately to the border to get the bad guy (and I did not want any of this). They could not
find him and they let me go. Did this guy falll asleep, was he on drugs or busy doing something else,
I will never know. I just have 3 sores fingers and a wrinkled aluminium saddle bag! It was my lucky day!
