Donald M. Haney
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Or should I have titled the story "Running Scared!"
22 miles of some of the most bike unfriendly road I've ever encountered, but boy was it fun! Chuck holes, debris, I even had to run over a stewed racoon carcass. I was on the concrete curb strip, and saw it too late to zig, 'cause there was a car next to me. SQUISHH! He was nice and soft, so I hardly noticed.
Machine done good. Nothing rattled loose. Smooth sailing, 'cept for the coon.
Tonorrow morning is supposed to be 45 degrees, so I may cheat and try to get this thing on the bus.
22 miles of some of the most bike unfriendly road I've ever encountered, but boy was it fun! Chuck holes, debris, I even had to run over a stewed racoon carcass. I was on the concrete curb strip, and saw it too late to zig, 'cause there was a car next to me. SQUISHH! He was nice and soft, so I hardly noticed.
Machine done good. Nothing rattled loose. Smooth sailing, 'cept for the coon.
Tonorrow morning is supposed to be 45 degrees, so I may cheat and try to get this thing on the bus.