Does anyone else think the spinning, giggling baby is kind of creepy?

So this week I almost killed a man.
Not on purpose, btw.
Usually Kevin rides his bike to work, but it's been snowy this week, and so I got to drive him. On Friday, after all the snow had been melting the day before, the roads were big slicks of ice. And there was a nice powdered-sugar layer of snow on top, making it beautiful but super super dangerous. And the ice was clear, so it didn't look much like ice.
So we're driving down the hill toward work, and there's a biker in front of us. Now, Kevin is smart and has a loving wife, which were both apparently missing from this guy's repetoire, so he was riding his stupid bike on the ice. He gets to the stop sign in front of us, wobbles a little, and then biffs it. He's splayed all over the intersection with his bike somewhere in the undignified heap he's made.
Meanwhile, I'm braking but realizing that the ice slick he just bit it on continues all the way up 20 yards to where I am. My breaks are on, but my car is just zooming toward him, trying to smear his skinny little body all over my bumper and wheels. Thankfully, I was still able to steer, and I rode off the road into a snowbank.
The biker gets up, dusts himself off, and then... (you'd think in this happy valley that he'd offer to come help us push the car out of the mountain of snow we're head first in, but no, instead...) he just rides off. He probably turned around to wave, thinking, "thanks guys, I'm all right."
So I have Kevin with me, but he can't push the car uphill on his own (what a wimp. hee hee). We walked home and got a snow shovel and a bag of salt, and a half an hour later we get back to the car and start digging it out. Well, Kevin dug. I played fairy princess and sprinkled salt all over the intersection. No one could stop in any direction, and I didn't want anyone to die.
One of Kevin's friends from law school drove by and stopped to help us. With the two of them pushing, and after Kevin had dug a path out, we were able to get the car out. Once it was out, I waved to them, saying "Thanks guys, I'm all right," and then drove off.
The end.
Just kidding. I took Kevin with me. And I was LATE to work again. This was the FIRST day in about 2 months I would have been on time. Grr.... oh well.