I almost blew a lung out tonight riding home from school. I was pedaling my butt off.
I may have caused an accident. It wasn't my fault. I was riding fast down the street on a 6 lane. As I was coming to a stop at a light about 3 cars back, a pickup truck in the right lane rear ended the car next to me. I think he was looking at my bike.
This bike is a starship. People are totally confused. Wth is it.
The other night I was coming home on the same street, and frickin Emmett Smith pulled up next to me, and ask about my bike.
I think this is a new record I set tonight.