JB was sick and I hadn't signed up for the Marin Century, so I did a late and lazy ride to Muir Picnic Area.
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| Metromint guy with the deepest rims I've ever seen on the Mountain forces me to the inside around Chainbuster. |
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| Then he got to the Junction and about hurled. |
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| Getting passed was a regular thing this morning. |
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| For safety reasons, I always assume there's a moron in the wrong lane around every blind corner... my assumption is correct often enough to continue assuming that. |
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