Not to make anyone jealous....it was in the 70s here with a light breeze when I rode at 7pm.
Nothing like a jerk honking at me to turn my evening toodle into a sprint. I don't know what I would of said had I caught up to him (probably just let the hairy eyeball do the talking) but it was quite a chase. Grrrrrr.





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....it was in the 70s here with a light breeze when I rode at 7pm.

