I spotted this well written snippet by a fellow cyclist and just had to share.
If you ride you know those moments when you have fed yourself into the traffic, felt the hashed-up asphalt rattle in the handlebars, held a lungful of air in a cloud of exhaust. Up ahead there are two parallel buses. With cat's whiskers, you measure the clearance down a doubtful alley. You swing wide, outflank that flower truck. The cross-street yellow light is turning red. You burst off the green like a surfer on a wave of metal. You have a hundred empty yards of Broadway to yourself. ~Chip Brown, "A Bike and a Prayer"
* Image poached from Party Bots. It is a silk screen image they sell on tee shirts. The artist and main man is Karl Addison. Some cool stuff. Check it out.