In The Hood

Tonight was the night. The moon was out, a gentle breeze caressed the treetops, and a small amount of the atmosphere was pumped into my tires. It was a good night. So I threw my leg over the handlebars (in true fixie fashion) for the inaugural ride. More like the pre-inaugural ride in the neighborhood. Like up and down the street a few times.


Initial impressions? Wow, this is different. So smooth. So quiet. It was as if my senses were heightened. My sense of impending doom, perhaps, but that's a sense. All in all, a few quick spins up and down the hill, one ill-fated attempt to ride backwards, and I parked it for the night. Gotta get up early...






PS - Did you catch any of the surprises in this or the previous post? Hints later.