You killed the snail. To make matters worse, as the snail lay dying on the side of the trail, it was raped and injured by a group of worms (who had been chasing her, which is why she ran across the bike trail without looking). We ate the worms but the snail succumbed to its injuries within a minute, so fortunately it didn't have to suffer much longer. I dropped its still warm body into a trash bin to prevent any other worms from raping its corpse.
I'm appalled that anyone could bike over a snail, yell "Fuck!", and just keep biking.
ここには何もないようです