It was 10 degrees on the ride to work, and 15 on the ride home. I don't care. That was nothing. At least I wasn't the white car in this picture - broken down and stopped dead on Mass Ave just south of the Boylston St intersection in Wedneday night rush-hour traffic. Cars behind him were laying on their horns, no mercy, cause they couldn't see his flashers. Sad sight. For all the crap that cyclists take, I'd ride a bike any day over a car or public trans. (Temp last year on this day: 35)
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