Perfect Ride

The ride to work this morning was one of those rare occasions when everything was just perfect. The sun was still below the horizon but the eastern sky was glowing pink, red and pale blue. The roads were relatively clear, my head likewise and the bike seemed particularly responsive. By modern standards my bike is slow and boring but today, with a handful of throttle and a bit of enthusiastic cornering, it felt great. If only every morning started so well.

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