TIA.........?

So here's a fun little story for ya.........
Two nights ago a bunch of us were walking into town. It's about a mile walk along a dirt road, heavily trafficked by walkers and bikers (called bodas), some bicycle and some motorcycle. As we were talking and walking all orderly-like along the side of the road, I suddenly felt something hit my right elbow. I turned to see the guilty bicycle boda, whose course had now been altered, attempting to gain control while careening wildly into the middle of the street. Unable to right its way, it swerved into oncoming traffic and abruptly crashed into a motorcycle boda. The latter was barely affected and kept on driving, leaving the bike- and its rider- to fall to the ground. This all happened in a split second; understandably, I was still trying to comprehend what had just happened when I began hearing a high-pitched animal shriek. It was only then that I realized that there was a one hundred and fifty pound hog tied to the back of the boda, and that its head was now driven directly into the dirt. We were all momentarily stunned. What the heck did we just witness? If you've ever heard a huge distressed pig squealing for help, you know how hectic it can make any situation, much less one in which a high-speed accident (or at least mid-speed) just occurred. I was immobilized. Finally two of my companions came to their senses enough to help the biker, who was also stunned, but unhurt, to pick up the heavy-laden transport, at which point Adam rang the bike's bell and sarcastically informed the owner, "that's what this is for!" The boda driver was not happy. But seriously, I think he was an amateur; we've witnessed tons of huge loads on the backs of bodas, including one of the largest fish I've ever seen, and most seem to do just fine. So I think this guy needs some experience. Anyways, eventually we walked away, leaving him to tend to his pig, who was probably more emotionally hurt than anything, and his bike, whose handlebars now had to be turned sideways in order for the wheels to go straight. I guess he fixed it though, because later he passed us on his boda, yelling "It's ok now! Thank you! Good bye!"
Meanwhile, the hog was silent.