It started out as a leisurely ride to Wydown and Hanley… Then I was in a particularly good mood so I stopped by to say hello at Portabella. I had a two cocktails and shot the shit for a spell.
They offered to call a cab at the bar and I replied, “bah, it’s to perfect a night for that.”
…and I could have gone faster if I didn’t care about pot holes, tires and wheels.
(Ignore those numbers and average the final laps to get 16.9857mph. hehe)