Originally Posted by Don in Austin

Austin, Texas, 6:00 AM, pitch dark, eastbound on Convict Hill Rd.
I'm hauling ass with no breakfast other than a tumbler of cold coffee and trying to beat my best time in on this 15 mile commute. It's slightly downhill and I am @ maybe 24 mph. There's a jogger in the bike lane (going with traffic) in all dark clothing!

This is what went down:

ME: "Thanks for the light, pal! Good move!" (He had a frigging Cherry Bomb or Dinotte strapped on the back of his head flashing so you could see it a mile away.)

JOGGER: "You're welcome!"

I did NOT beat my best time because the traffic light gods were not optimal, but came within 10 seconds of it. The entire ride was more than satisfactory, however.

Don in Austin