13 January 2010

Red light district.

Remember I said last week I had to hunt to find lights to fit my mountain bike? well obviously I didn't hunt hard enough. Last night as I was riding to the train in the dark along unfamiliar roads among rush hour traffic something bounced against my foot.
I looked round and my rear light was lying in the middle of the road. I stopped and waited for a break in the traffic so I could go and retrieve it. I watched helplessly as cars and vans passed over the top of it. I knew it was only a matter of time until something would flatten it. Sure enough, it got crunched. I stuck to the pavements as much as possible after that - I suppose you could say I was practising riding offroad.

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