I was on my way to Ventura, so I had to get on the 101. I roll up to the on-ramp (traffic is slow as usual) and this crazy looking dude standing on the side of the on-ramp. It was then I noticed the swarm: a bunch of ticked-off bees. I flipped the face shield down the remaining two notches (hot as blazes this weekend) scrunched my shoulders to close up my bare neck and went for it. Them little buggers feel like rocks being thrown at you! I hit the freeway and contemplated getting back off just make sure I didn't have any unwanted hitch hikers. I thought better of it and continued my way, thankful I had my stuff on even if it meant sweating my butt off.