Being that it happened in New Orleans, it probably had something to do with Gris Gris (Voodoo and Sanskrit). I've seen chicken bones arranged in strange patterns in the back windows of cars, black cat bone, etc. Nothing surprises me in that Third World town.
I keep my snake where it belongs....except now and then I take it out for a game of hide the snake. I always bring it with my when I take a ride. I even stop and let it out every so often, but only while at a full stop. I never have to tie it up with twine cause it does whatever I tell it to.
But I gotta admit, if I was riding along and it fell off...I'd probably go back and get it.
Sorry and embarrassed to say this , but, another rider in Monroe, La busted himself up today. Witnesses say he was riding along a big wide city street when he just locked up his brakes and high centered in the middle of the street. He and bike flipped many times before stopping. He's also in very serious condition. It's things like this that keeps Congress grinning about bike safety.