I was worried last night for you, jyossarian. I had been reading the Strike! thread and heard about your crash. glad you're ok. As for the commute, took the main street through town most of the way to work. I'm getting more confident and willing to take the lane when neccessary. 56 degrees, and I was overdressed. (rant begins) The ride home was marred by some loser taking his Suburban to the local drug haven and almost left hooking me. No signal, no decrease in speed, no nothing. I rode up and slapped his rear window. When he stopped I pulled up to his driver's door and cussed him a blue streak, wondering out loud what he might be doing in a known drug neighborhhood. I was pissed because he saw me and smiled before he left turned in front of me. Took that smile right off his face. He decided to leave the neighborhood when I asked if he wanted me to run his plate number by the local PD, what with his being in a known drug neighborhood, and driving recklessly. I would rather have slapped him upside the head, but I don't do that anymore. GRRRRRR!!! (end rant)