Not very well.
My ancestors were bred to live in a fog in a bog.
I ride even when there are eggs frying on the pavement. Bring it on!
I ride in the early morning/late afternoon/night to miss the worst of the heat.
I ride inside in the Air Conditioning.
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Not very well.
My ancestors were bred to live in a fog in a bog.
Each day is a gift, that's why it is called the present.