With the wind and rain accompanying me, I rode home from work. A huge puddle loomed ahead of me. I hammered the pedals and sped up, splashing water to the sides and all up my back and into my face. Ah, the joy of no fenders. And then I had to ask myself, "What would a five-year-old do?"
So I turned around and did it again. Whoo-hoo!
July Tour of the Erie Canal
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