At this instant, neither of us realized the other was present:
Despite what it looks like, the blackbird (maybe a starling) passed just beyond arm’s reach directly ahead of the bike at eye level:
And away!
At 60 frames per second, that’s 466 ms of elapsed time.
Stepping through the video, frame by frame, the bird’s wings flap at a consistent three frames per stroke = 50 ms/stroke = 20 stroke/s = 1200 stroke/min. A bit of rummaging produces a study suggesting a starling’s normal rate is 10 stroke/s, so the critter had the throttles firewalled at war emergency power.
It makes my pedal pushing seem downright inconsequential…
The Smell of Molten Projects in the Morning 
Was that an African or European starling?
I forgot to shout out the license plate…
Someone’s being funny.
From Monty Python:
I also feel compelled to ask if it was carrying a coconut.
May it please the Court, to the best of my knowledge and belief, neither of us carried a coconut during our encounter.