0 comment Friday, August 8, 2014 | admin
365 days a year, a bunch of cars get together and block traffic, and that's normal.
12 days a year, a few bikes get together and block traffic, and that's an outrage.
About 20 of us had a blast on Critical Mass on Friday night, riding mostly around downtown, in and out of the Parade of Lights route (but before the parade, of course). The only two police officers we saw were the two who gave us a brief evil eye when we blew a red light on 15th, after the self-righteous guy in the white sedan laid on his horn for 60 consecutive seconds because we were blocking his lane, taking up his precious time.
Honk if you love bicycles.
12 days a year, a few bikes get together and block traffic, and that's an outrage.
About 20 of us had a blast on Critical Mass on Friday night, riding mostly around downtown, in and out of the Parade of Lights route (but before the parade, of course). The only two police officers we saw were the two who gave us a brief evil eye when we blew a red light on 15th, after the self-righteous guy in the white sedan laid on his horn for 60 consecutive seconds because we were blocking his lane, taking up his precious time.
Honk if you love bicycles.
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