An idiot on a track bike!
Walking down Oak St. between Masonic and Central at 9 PM I hear the distinctive whirring of a bad chain line coming up behind me.
I turn, look, and in the vast night air I'm able to squeak out the visage of a lone fixed-gear freestylist (BSNYC) careening down the street.
Dressed in all black with nary a blinkie or other light source, this maverick rode not through the panhandle with its extensive network of bike paths, but instead in the center lane of Oak. For those who do not live here, Oak St. is essentially a three-lane freeway running alongside the Panhandle park.
Anyhow, heavy, three-lane traffic is coming up behind this nutmunch, yet this brave soul did not wander from his straight, true, narrow and incredibly stupid course.
I'm heading out in about ten minutes, and I'll keep you posted on the roadkill situation. By this point, probably all that's left is an empty, hardly used messenger bag, a Kryptonite chain lock, and a dopey cycling cap.
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