Last week I was riding on the MUP and I heard what sounded like the creakiest chain noise coming the opposite direction. As the guy got closer I realized it wasn't a chain making that sound, but a gas engine he had attached to his bike. At first it got my dander up, since there are signs all over the MUP saying "no motorized vehicles". But then I looked at him and felt nothing but pity. He looked so sad, sitting on that sputtering device that wasn't really allowed on the streets, the sidewalks or the paths. When I looked into his eyes I could tell he was trapped in living hell.