I've never been able to figure this out, but the time change always seems to increase car traffic on my route by a factor of ten. Streets where I might normally see one or two cars suddenly have a line of five or six. Not surprisingly the fact that's it's darker out as well makes some cagers even dumber than usual, like the guy in the F-150 who nearly ran me over as he went to park for his morning Starbucks. He got a mighty middle finger and a hearty oath thrown in his direction and looked confused. On the way home heading up steep Texas St. I found an out-of-shape woman very slowly peddling uphill. I admired her pluck since I've seen young guys with nice bikes walking it. Never-the-less I had to fly by her because I'm slowly turning into a roadie jerk.