Grumble, grumble, electric assist
Toodling down the MUP yesterday, I set my sights on a lady on a upright something-or-other about 50 yards ahead. I'm gonna pass that lady, I thought. But I didn't. I ramped it up a bit, she kept her distance. I put it on a little more, and she starts pulling ahead. WTF? 6 miles I chase this lady, only to see her "motor" up the hill at the terminus of the path.
Dammit. I chased an effing electric moped.
We don't life, for be sad- Peter Sagan