Nulla dies sine linea. Four sentences every day. About whatever happened that day. Most of it's even true. Written by Scott Lee Williams
Monday, October 19, 2015
Accelerate Out of Danger
I pump the pedals from my hips and the streetlights double their tempo overhead. I fly down dark Brooklyn side streets on my bike, and I remember, once again, why I love riding so much.
A rumble and rush of stinking air buffets me from behind, and an instant later a garbage truck roars by, inches from my handlebars.
I don't even pause, I don't flinch, and I don't get angry, because any of those would only slow me down.
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