I left late since the first exam I had to give was not until 10:20. There was still black ice all over. I learned my lesson last month, breaking my "drive-side" elbow and bending the hanger on some black ice.
Today I had the Schwalbe Marathon Winters on. Kids were slipping and falling on their behinds at their bus stops while I clicked merrily by! Pretty cool. And no broken bones!
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The bicycle, the bicycle surely, should always be the vehicle of novelists and poets. Christopher Morley