at 4 in the morning i was almost back home (in virginia)
damnit was i tired.
i hit every stop on those manifests and still raced goldsprints!

so anyways...

as i made the last turn onto my road, and headed home,
the wind shifted and was to my back steady for the first time all evening.

for about a mile and a half i ******** flew.

at one point the wind actually picked me up and threw me about a foot to my left.
and at about 35+ mph, that ish was scary as i don't know what

the best feeling though, is not feeling any wind on your face,
and hearing the absolute silence

damn