Daily my commute takes me down 115 (Old Statesville Rd) from Mooresville to Davidson. That's a twice a day ride on this certain stretch of road. Yesterday morning I smelled something that didn't really need to be smelled -
SKUNK. Crap, did he just spray me? Am I about to get sprayed, crap crap crap. 15 feet down the road I see it. A dead
SKUNK on the road right in my path. It's striped carcass laid between the white line and the dirt hill, the 3 feet of pavement that was my riding path. I quickly dodge the stinking bullet and kept on riding. Thinking about what the person who ran over the
SKUNK most of thought of. "Oh fuck, this is going to hurt" or "Oh
SKUNK, you stink."
Last night while riding home I was quickly reminded of the stench as I rode through that section of my commute. The most suprising is the smell kept lingering, and then got stronger again. There was another
SKUNK on the side of the road. Thankfully it was out of my riding path this time.
I guess Davidson, NC is full of
SKUNK, who would of known?
