Don't be so modest. You have serious wit and literary chops of your
own. And your knowledge of automotive vintage is superb.
Your riding isn't bad either. ;-)
Ori
On Aug 29, 2010, at 11:34 PM, Barry wrote:
> The classy lady Ori references was on his wheel, then crossed his
> wheel as she edged into him, coming this close to hitting him at the
> red light. The light turns green, she accelerates away, the smell
> of pork rinds and grape soda emanating from the sunroof.
>
> Now she gets brave, honking and yelling at us from the cockpit
> (ouch) of her 1998 Nissan Maxima.
>
> Ori misunderstood the constructive critique I offered her, with
> profanities. I merely suggested things she could do while alone in
> her spare time.
>
> Anyway, back to the ride.... I was doing bursts that took the bike
> from 18 to 27mph. But no matter how hard I tried, and I tried about
> 10 times, Ori immediately closed and kept on my wheel. He
> eventually wore me out, broke my spirit and passed me. It was an
> intense series of adrenaline pumping intervals.
>
> By the way, I'd ride with Ori just to get his recap. He's a cycling
> poet.
>
> Barry
>
>
>
> On Aug 29, 2010, at 10:33 PM, Oriel Mor <oriel61@gmail.com> wrote:
>
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