A ride in the rain

I heard the drizzle outside, decided to take the bike out, get drenched. The plan was to go to HMT and back. I felt the cold wind, and little droplets of water on my skin. I raced through road humps and potholes. I went in between cars. It was all about the ride, so I didn’t stop to eat. I wanted a smoke. I fought the urge. 

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