But kids riding in cars think you're pretty novel. And by 'novel,' I mean 'badass.' They ride bikes, so they can relate to you. They don't ride fast like you, though. That bike you're on is the coolest thing ever. And Dad would shriek like Mom if they tried riding in and out of city traffic like that.For that split second, when you plunge past a car window with a 4-8 year old face smushed against it, you are the coolest person ever.
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Hands down, my favorite part of bike commuting is how I zip past all the suckers waiting at the bus stop. They'll be there for another 15 minutes or so, only to have to pay to cram into a sardine-can-esque bus that usually smells of sweat and frustration, and then endure that for another however many minutes to reach their destination. Meanwhile, I'm enjoying the fresh air (taxi drivers and clueless pedestrians be damned) and will be at work in a jiffy. Yay!
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