for months, i was the lonely only fixed gear rider in my city. then i met the other one.

tonight i was leaving a summit on the state of public education in bridgeport and what should be locked to the pole that my bike was locked to, but a raleigh rush hour. with spoke cards.

who is this third biker, this mystery person who is involved in community affairs and rides fixed? am i fated to never know? or will i find out on June 3rd?

now, if you'll excuse me, back to my midweek bottle of wine.