Bianchis + Audis = Bad

With the phone ringing off the hook, I finally decided to extricate myself from my warm cocoon of pillows and down blankets, and stumble to the living room to answer it. My beautiful fiance was at the other end of the call and told me that he had just been hit by a car as he was biking to work. Suddenly I was very wide awake. He told me that he was okay, but that his bike was fucked. I threw on glasses and clothes quickly and raced down to Lakeshore to get him, all the while feeling that I might attack the bastard that hit him when I arrived if he was still there. And in fact he was there, and when I pulled up I saw that he looked eerily like Tre Musco! He received evil ray of death looks from me, though in the end I did not attack. Both Cale's knees and the bike's brakes sustained minor injuries, though neither looked as bad as I had prepared myself for. So everything is okay and going to be just fine. But let us all remember to drive our Audis carefully!! For goodness sake!