On my first night ride with the family, Nathan and I were surprised by the UPS truck stopped around one of the corners that we’d taken (maybe a little too fast). We swerved around it safely, but it was a bit unnerving. The driver got into the truck pretty soon after we passed it and we heard the door slide shut and the engine start. We poured on the muscles and raced down the street ahead of it. Talk about exhilarating! Before we reached our turn off point, we heard the truck turn down one of the side streets. We laughed that we’d beaten it…even though both of us knew that the driver had probably not rushed to beat us!
Tonight, we were out on our third night ride. We got a late start, and we were on our fifth lap. It was completely dark by this time, dusk had long since passed. Nathan was leading when we heard the UPS truck again – it didn’t surprise us this time! It was driving right on our speed track!! We flew down the street ahead of it, laughing rather maniacally that we were beating it again (I wonder if it was the same driver). When it turned off again, we decided that the driver just didn’t have the muscles to overtake such fast cyclists as ourselves!
Man, this is fun!
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