jaxthedog
jaxthedog
My ninety-year-old mother never ceases to express displeasure when I ride 85 miles north on the bike for a visit. "Why do you drive one of those damned things?" she asks. My little explanation is posted at:
http://thechurchoftheopenroad.blogspot.com/2013/02/you-dont-see-that-everyday.html
http://thechurchoftheopenroad.blogspot.com/2013/02/you-dont-see-that-everyday.html