There’s a proverb in English, “Curiosity killed the cat.”
When I rode my Strida last night, I saw a flattened dead body of an animal on the roadside, I didn’t know what it was at that moment and continued to ride home.
Afterwards, curiosity made me return when I had almost finished my journey. However, my rear tyre got punctured suddenly during the return journey.
I folded my strida and rolled it by the left wheel (front wheel) and continued to went back to the place where I saw the dead body. I found that it was a terrible flattened dead body of a cat.
A flat cat and a flat tyre, maybe they were both killed by curiousity.