The fastest route home is not the smoothest, nor is it one with motorists waving at you to speed you along. The fastest route home is not the most scenic, nor shadier than most. The fastest route home doesn't wend by Starbucks, nor does it encourage waving to the neighborhood dogs. Sometimes, it's not even the shortest. The fastest route can have tough traffic.
I almost never take the fastest route home, but I did today. Sometimes you just have to throw all the frills aside when everything's right.
One hour nineteen minutes - on the way home - on Buddy. Clean bikes run fast. The north wind helped a little, too...
Lens of life - Makes me wonder about those situations where I might have used the wrong lens. *Peace :)*
6 hours ago