I’ve yet to own a car (I’m just 18). Yet I don’t plan on getting one anytime soon. I’ll admit to bumming rides, taking the bus every once in awhile, even driving my parents cars. but this spring I’d like to think I made the leap to bike commuting for a long time to come.
As I ride down the old railroad corridor of the Cedar Lake bike path, dodging killdeer and jackrabbits, I often glance up at the I-394 overpass and see gridlocked cars coming in from the western suburbs. Honking, squeeling brakes, a slight hanging smog. I can feel the road rage in the air. I have to say, I sometimes laugh out a loud, a little wickedly. During rush hour, I can get to work about ten minutes faster on my bike—without ever losing my temper. Hans Eisenbeis
And mpls has the most bicycle commuters in the country? Despite it’s winters?
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