Dear diary I am the lowest form of human life there is. I've sinned...again.
Today a possibly nice person on a very expensive Specialized E-bike tore by me on flat ground into a strong headwind. Bless his heart, with knees wide apart chest held high and proud into the breeze. Arms wide apart holding jacked up handlebars. You peddled clean out of sight.
Sir, I owe you a sincere apology. You must have been going really fast up that 5 mile climb 'cause when I passed you I'm not sure you heard me.
Beep Beep.
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