I had a similar experience last year when I got my grados, although it was more a testament to my radioshack cd player... I was riding my bike home recklessly fast as usual when as I turned out of the park through a pile of leaves, my tires completely lost all traction and I went rolling in the street... I pulled myself together, put my phones back on and proceeded to enjoy my music as if it had never happened.
My favorite thing about riding a bike, is going around people like they were cones on some kind of street course. The best part is when two lovers are holding hands and as they reach an intersection they let go of each other and WOOOSH I rip right through them like I knew they were going to let go of each other at the exact moment all along. HA HA, the curses and fingers that have been raised towards me are memorable, yes they are. That particular couple however recieved the undignified return finger as I really despise anyone who comes to savannah to look at all the nothing we have around here. I do however try to avoid little kids, they are so unpredictable. I once saw a bunch of squirrels trying to herd a small child into a field, it was very strange. I saved him I think by driving them off with my bike. I think my bicycle days are at an end though, some old man tried to beat my ass in front of the POLICE station for almost running into his ugly ass wife. I tried telling the cops that were there that he was assaulting me but to no avail. I wanted to hurt that guy. If I ever see him again, I'm going to run his face along the concrete.
It is funny though, all the old women go stumbling off the sidewalk like I'm a semi-truck because of the sheer velocity of my approach. Their little old minds have trouble comprehending such magnificence on wheels. I don't know why but it cracks me up to see the parents grab their children and the old men give me dissapproving glares. I am the social misfit they can all hate and talk about. In there eyes I am the reason for their existence, I justify them by being so LOW, so ARROGANT, an ******* even. They are there in the least, simply to provide opposition for my stupidity, for my recklessness and uncaring ways. I act like I own the sidewalk, what a **** head I am, I mean, **** me.
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