I still cannot believe I didn’t spot a huge bloody petrol tanker coming towards me on the other side of the narrow road until too late! As I swerved left to avoid it I heard my wing mirror smash as it hit the lorries mudguards then a louder clattering along the nearside of my van as I struck the speeding cyclist forcing her front wheel into the stone and earth roadside hedge as her back wheel tangled with my rear nearside wheel. It took about ten minutes for her agonized flailing to subside enough for me to get close enough to her to grasp her waistband and pull down and then completely remove her pants. I wrapped them round a stick then set fire to them to use as a torch to provide a few a moments flickering orange illumination of her stretched naked body, as a change from the pale moonlight. Sex I think my weight has pulled her arm back out of her shoulder socket. Her chin dropped onto her chest as the quivering stopped, and I could smell shit.
Had I killed her?
