This is flat #10. An approaching truck (with ample room in the bed, may I add) slowly rolled up to us from behind. I put on my most desperate yes-we-are-in-need-of-help face. And then he slowed down just slow enough to yell, “Get your damn bikes off the road!” Sigh . . . .Brooke
That's got to give you faith in people.
ReplyDeleteOn the bright side, remember those many months ago when you made the statement in the office along the lines of "I'm sure at some point, one of us will get a flat!"
How innocent you were, little cyclist. :-)