By contrast, mine goes through a pretty dumpy industrial zone. But it's not without it's perks.
Lately, I've discovered the absolute bliss of zero wind resistance. My new goal in life has become to find one of these going at the right speed and pedal like hell to catch up and then once I'm in the "zone", it's like riding my bike on the moon. I imagine. With the oxygen of planet earth at my disposal, of course.
I don't think there are any treatment centers yet for this addiction. I also think my boss might be starting to catch on to why I'm always late for work. Which leaves me between a rock and a hard place. Sure hope I don't lose my job.
I don't want even one call from your lawyer when they peel your face off the back door of a 40 foot trailer, so DON'T TRY THIS. It's for trained professionals only.
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A hint about grabbing a draft: the best way to get the draft is to be rolling faster than the vehicle you're going to soon catch. Doing the opposite--waiting for it to go by then racing to it's rear bumper--is nearly impossible.
And a word of safety advice: always draft towards one side of the vehicle, leaving you with a way out should they put on the brakes.
Sage advice from someone who has no doubt shown up as a very large object in many a rearview mirror. ;-)
Ask me sometime about drafting a truck and waking up against a pine tree with a pretzel bike and one of my teeth on my chest. Good times.
I only draft beer trucks.
by the way Pat nice pics in Bicycle Times in John's article!
FBC: Ouch. So you're saying this could be dangerous??? Kidding. Yeah, I wanna hear the story next time I see you.
Anon: Ahhh. So that's what they mean by 'draft beer'.
Eric: Thanks. I think. Those pictures scared the hell outta me.
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