At 8:35, Liz grabbed her lunch, pulled on her pullover jacket and headed out the door. 8:40 a.m., Liz was rolling along 93 North, humming along to some embarrassingly bad 80's music and feeling good. (Her flu is just about over and for the first time in about 2 weeks, she wasn't feeling "hungover" from long nights of coughing)
Then suddenly she saw it. A fairly large mosquito, squarely above her on the car's sun visor. It was staring down at her, legs bent, wings still.
It was November 5th. Mosquitos weren't supposed to be around, let alone in her car. But whatever the circumstance, Liz knew one thing: this mosquito meant business.
Sure enough within seconds, Mosquito executed a bold, kamikaze mission. Launching from the visor, just inches above, the mosquito flew in Liz's face, closing in for an attack.
Jumping suddenly, Liz started frantically shaking her head back and forth. "No no no!"
"Mearrrrr!" Mosquito hummed, circling Liz's right ear, then the left.
Our heroine swerved the car slightly back and forth, trying to keep Mosquito at bay, desperate to avoid her precious blood supply from becoming breakfast.
Relentling slighty, Mosquito landed on the driver's side door, just beneathe the window. In a swift move, Liz hit the window button, letting forth a suction of powerful crisp November air. Mosquito, no match for this sudden force, was easily removed from the vehicle.
"Whew," Liz sighed as she closed the window. She had enough problems with that early on-set flu that incapacitated her for 2 solid weeks. The last thing she needed was to contract a fluke late-season West Nile Virus. Nor did she need to have post-attack welts on her face.
Resuming normal driving mode, Liz happened to notice that a Range Rover was cruising evenly with her in the middle lane. The driver was staring at Liz with a look of both amusement and confusion. Liz just shrugged her shoulders, smiled slightly and sped up a little.
"Probably thinks I'm an epileptic driver," Liz grumbled to herself.
Little did that driver know of the dangerous attack Liz survived just moments before... be careful, fair readers. Mosquito could be lurking in a car near you, waiting to launch a similar blood feast.
You never know...