Sunday, February 10, 2008
Ignoring the fact that this article is even more poorly written than my posts (I think, maybe), the thought of that happening is a little scary. I got stopped in the middle of nowhere, once, and asked for money by two guys in a car. Since I had just made it to the top of a long, steep hill, I had to stop. I convinced them that if I'd had any money, I'd be driving, not riding a bike. At least they didn't want the bike. The roads I ride are rural and mostly deserted, so, you never know what might be out there.