Ordinary Beauty as seen by Leila Anasazi

Karma is usually quite subtle, but when it’s obvious it’s kinda fun to watch.

So I am tooling down 3rd Avenue when ahead on my left a speed demon in a little black sports car decides to turn onto 3rd Avenue from the side street. It’s not like there was heavy traffic and dicey maneveurs were requisite, but Speed Demon floors it and makes a hard left turn, bouncing up onto the curb in the process and then continuing to barrel down the street.

From behind, I can see what looks to be a wheel go flying off the car and bounce along the grass for a moment, by which point I was near enough to see that it was a hubcub, of a large, fancy (expensive) kind.

I considered the options; how might I alert the driver of the remnant left behind. But soon it was clear that I need not concern myself, as Speed Demon continued to barrel down the street and around another corner, and was so far ahead that only if I doubled my speed could my then own reckless driving would ever unite us.

The hubcab lays there now in the grass. Oh well.