A couple of summers ago David sold his bike to fund a trip to see me. A ticket from Salt Lake to New York left him bike-less. In provo he could borrow my roommates pink bike and we were set. Last year I got him a new longboard and we could get around like that together. That long board lost its life to a car two weeks ago though.
When david picked me up from the airport I was not greeted with flowers or a shaved face (my fingers were crossed for that one) but a big green bike. There was barely room for my suitcase.
Last night we went on a bike ride. We were both on bikes. Nobody was slower than the other person. It was wonderful. We got to enjoy the beautiful California night together.
This summer will be full of bike riding.
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