When I Drive My Car, I Feel More Powerful. It’s A Rush, Actually.
by (syndicated)
27 Jun 09
Editor’s note: this report may contain offensive language. …Ah, the magic of an early morning bike commute to work… The cool air billowing my shirt, the smells of passing front yard’s blooming flowers in the still morning air. [record scratch] Why do you insist on pinching me off at an intersection? It’s not bumper cars out here between your car and my bike. Don’t you get it? I’m not TRYING to delay you. I’m on my way to work, too. No need to be a jerk.