You jerk the handlebars hard to the right…

…where, unbeknownst to you, there was a sheer cliff-face.

I knew this, because this is my island.

That is why I told you to go left.

And so I grab onto a tree branch, and save myself…

While you plunge, with the bike, off the cliff … into the ocean below.

…

…

…seriously, what were you thinking?