darxus

I have continued to obey speed limits, for the most part. I have found that no-longer pointlessly feeling rushed every time I go somewhere, especially commuting, has been wonderfully relaxing. There aren't nearly as many people in my way.

This morning I was riding to work, from cathijosephine's. I was merging onto 93N, just before going underground. It was a long ramp. I was moving a decent pace. The lanes were going to merge. I looked to my left, and thought...

Oh, that car is already pulling ahead. I'll wait for the next opening.

Wait a minute. I'm riding a fucking Blackbird.

Clicked the shifter down a notch, tucked in a bit to keep the front wheel down, whacked the throttle open, and everything goes away.