Human Windshield

After finishing up some work at the office late one evening last week, I rode Clyde home in the cool of the day. Everything about the ride was not cool, however. The incredible heat of an Alabama summer day was replaced by the stinging collision of bugs with my chest and and the spatter of mosquitos on my helmet. Thankfully, Bambi, whom I saw on the side of road at one point, chose not to join her insect neighbors and skipped back into the woods and not into me.

All in a day's work, my friends. What do you think...a couple of more rides and my shirt may need washing!