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Bicycle Watching

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The bicyclist passed by our cabin just before I left to trek 15 minutes to get pizza from a local establishment.

The bike rider was in front of me and I watched mesmerized as he kept his bike speeding along at 30 miles per hour.

I didn't pass him. I drove deliberately behind him, about 15 car lengths behind. He didn't slow down.

He drove up the hills like the hills were flat.

I would have had to get off my bike and push it up the hill.

(Last time I rode my 10 speed bike to town, I winced for a week)

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