A bee just landed on my face while I was driving at approximately 45 mph. I almost blacked out from swatting my face so hard. The force of my slap knocked the sunglasses off my face and into Jason’s lap (he thought I was having a seizure because I went from zero to nuts in less than a second).

Reeling from my bee slap, the stunned bee fell to the floorboard. I tried unsuccessfully to stomp on it while simultaneously attempting to maintain control of the Prius. Jason confirmed that he watched it slowly crawl up my pant leg and fly out the window. He said that it had an expression of regret on his tiny bee face. Obviously, I put up more of a fight than that bee bargained for. Frank 1-Nature 0.