It was a face off... me against him.
I had just turned the corner when I saw him... staring off to the left.
I approached him going 20 miles an hour...
no flinch...
I slowed to 15 mph...
no stir...
he was clearly in the zone.
As I got within 10 feet of him... I had to do it!
I swirved!
I immediately looked back in the rear view mirror...
there he stood...
statuesque...
with glory, I am sure, blazing in his eyes.
It was then I had the realization....
I just played chicken with a duck!
