Critical Mass
I rode in the SF Critical Mass tonight. I have a lot of anecdotal stories about it, but I'm not in a sitting-here-to-type mood. I flew down SF hills and played slalom with the dotted yellow line. People cheered. We went through two tunnels. My chain came off and I had to do some fast repair work, my hands got greased.
I ended the night getting a burrito in the mission with a nice girl named Christina.