Riding With The Maniacs
How these bike-riding lunatics are keeping me in shape
Screen captures all used with permission of Terry Barensten
Man, I used to hate these guys. You know the ones, tearing against traffic on Fifth Avenue or blithely hanging onto the door handles of SUVs barreling up Central Park West. More than once one of these guys — and yeah, gender profiling like crazy here, deal with it — would zip right past me as I…
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