cowabunga!

I crushed a turtle today. It's not like I meant to you know. He was heading for my car as I was driving 30 and I thought i'd squirve right past him. Instead I felt the horror of my back tire kaplumping away an innocent ninja. I feel for it, I tried to return to the scene on my way home, ( to give it a proper burial of course) but no sign of him/her or the remains.

This also made me think about the aesop fable "tortoise and the hare". I really believed that being green and having slow crazy legs could get you somewhere. Where did it get good ole "jr" today? Is there any truth to this slow and steady wins the race?
I'm beliving that I'm becoming a non believer.