Brandon

Decade Born: 1960's

"Om."

I was sitting with my lady nearly at the point of Square du Vert-Galant, near Pont Neuf in Paris, celebrating our mutual birthday with a lovely picnic. Grapes, cheeses, olives, a bottle of wine, all spread out in the richly colored cloth. There was another couple on the actual point and I sat with my back to them and as I faced Pont Neuf there approached at a high rate of speed, a shirtless man on a bike, careening from one side of the walk to the other, dodging pedestrians! I barely was able to shout 'Look out!' Before he narrowly missed my companion at full speed. I heard his brake squeak and as I turned around, fully expecting to see him take out the man on the point but he stopped, his tire touching the man's shoulder, and the bike's back tire rose up in the air. This broad shouldered shirtless daredevil put out one arm to balance as he was lifted into the air, the bike turned, balanced on it's front wheel, the man twisted, and together both man and bike fell off into the Seine. Insane. Amazingly enough there happen to be stairs there down into the water. The man dis a somersault with a half twist and landed more or less upright on the stairs, catching the bike with one hand! He walked up the stairs, fixed his chain and as he rode off back toward Pont Neuf we could see clearly a tattoo across his back, from shoulder to shoulder, in big old English text was the word, IMMORTAL. That explained it.