Quickly, I Move

October 7, 2020 Cycling Stories 0 Comments

Quickly I move, Down the valley I go. And then...I lose control, And down the valley I roll.  My bicycle follows suit, Its parts dismantle one by one. Blood oozes out of my knees, Excruciating pain...

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