Kat Marriner : September 15th, 2009
Zoo Bombing VIII
Madness and mayhem
I thought I was going fast enough. Certainly fast enough to feel the thrill but not feel unsafe. Then the bomb passed. At once I understood the true essence of zoo bombing. I was an interloper, a spectator, a poser. That man dressed in armor with his legs tucked behind him, leaning low on his handlebars inches from the ground, hugging turns and risking skin. THAT was a zoo bomber.
