I actually got passed by another tadpole trike rider this morning. I wasn't feeling good, waved him around. He was feeling his oats and had a lower and quicker-looking trike. Friendly, though. As he passed he made an inside joke about how trikes are slow...
It was already warm at 8, forecast breaks 100 in the late afternoon.
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Genesis 49:16-17
"Well, well!" said Holmes, impatiently. "A good cyclist does not need a high road. The moor is intersected with paths and the moon is at the full."