Dunuh dunuh dunuh. Dunuh. Dunuh.
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Doot doo-dee doo! Doot doo-dee doo! Doot doo-dee doo… deet doo!!!
(For those of you who don’t read music, that’s the Knight Rider theme)
I did my first night biking ever tonight on my way back from Amy’s apartment, where there were many SWIL alumni, gaming, and (too my knowledge) my first significant exposure to indian food.
It was great to see all of the Swarthmore connection that are available in the Boston area. I’ll have to have some sort of house-warming thingummy in a few weekends.
It was so much more quiet, with very little traffic on the road. I didn’t have any problems, and I only got called a “fucking moron” twice, and both of those occurred in the last 0.2 mile stretch on Mt. Auburn St. approaching my apartment.
It’s very quiet in some areas, particularly with my bike only making a slight buzz of road noise. When the breeze comes up, with the cool night air, it just feels great.
Incidentally, although I have not yet purchased a super reflective safety pinney, I have the state-mandated front and rear lights, plus all of the required reflectors and a reflective helmet and cargo bag. I passed several riders who were missing some of these, including a guy coming towards me in the other half of the lane with no helmet and no lights. S-M-R-T.
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