I once got drunk and tried to kick a possumn..turned out I was drunker than expected and the pussumn was a damn huge rate...Never kick a rat. It latched onto my shoes and all i could do was dance around one one leg yelling "RAT! RAT! RAT!"...liked to have never got that mean SOB of.
That's sort of like your story...Only it was a rat not a Mt Lion, and you were on a bike and I was on a bender.