Peter left his bike in Chelsea, so he rode my bike and I sat on the handlebars facing / hugging him on a ride through Brooklyn to and from his friend's place last night.

Me: No cars coming up.
Peter: Two bumps coming up.
Me: There's a car hauling ass but they're going around us. And... another car, doing the same.
Peter: Two bumps followed by two more.
Me: Ok... no more cars and lots of red lights behind us.
Peter: That's what I like to hear. Turning to your left.
Me [as we pass people emerging from a train station stairwell]: we just made a bunch of peoples' night.
Peter [arriving back home]: We shouldn't make a habit of that.
Me [unbuckling helmet]: Yeahhhh... but that was fun. I trust your biking.
Peter: And you have a good sense of balance, which helps a lot.
Me: It's gonna be so cool when we have a tandem bike.

I'm Here.