I am so glad my car doesn’t have any. I don’t even know if it was supposed to (I think it is too new to have them – 2010 – but I bought it used). I know I could look it up, but I am too lazy right now. :o)
One of my first bicycle races, I ended up in a Gordian knot of a crash, only instead of rope it was woven of limbs, metal and anger. But it was loosed about as delicately as the original. My bike survived, but with my shoe still in the pedal and with the laces (yes, laces; I started racing a long time ago) in a new Gordian knot of their own. So by the time I got to chasing the pack, I had a long way to chase.
I never did catch up, the consensus explanation for which was not that I was suddenly a mile behind with not that much race left, but rather that I was kind of a moron. See, I followed the contour of the road pretty much exactly. I went farther than I had to. I didn’t straighten the curves, in Dukes of Hazzard parlance. I stayed in my lane, even though no one was around me. It really was dumb. But it felt virtuous, if not smart. Somehow literally cutting the corners seemed like figuratively cutting the corners, and if it wasn’t exactly cheating it seemed lazy.
I got over that notion eventually, but I think the die was cast. Anyone who saw me knew straight up that I had the work ethic to train my way into a good solid racer, but that I didn’t have, and never would have, the kind of killer instinct that would have made a regular winner out of me. And, as it turns out, that was correct.
Ceeg22 Premium Member about 5 years ago
That’s a lot of hubcaps
contralto2b about 5 years ago
I am so glad my car doesn’t have any. I don’t even know if it was supposed to (I think it is too new to have them – 2010 – but I bought it used). I know I could look it up, but I am too lazy right now. :o)
cholomanaba about 5 years ago
…she drives n 18-wheeler…. XD XD
Ignatz Premium Member about 5 years ago
Actually, it gives us a 365-day year.
amxchester about 5 years ago
“Do as I say, not as I do.” Anon.
whelan_jj about 5 years ago
Those stolen days were given to July (by Julius Caesar) and August (by Augustus Caesar) to make their namesake months longer.
Night-Gaunt49[Bozo is Boffo] about 5 years ago
PostsFrazz16 hrs ·
One of my first bicycle races, I ended up in a Gordian knot of a crash, only instead of rope it was woven of limbs, metal and anger. But it was loosed about as delicately as the original. My bike survived, but with my shoe still in the pedal and with the laces (yes, laces; I started racing a long time ago) in a new Gordian knot of their own. So by the time I got to chasing the pack, I had a long way to chase.
I never did catch up, the consensus explanation for which was not that I was suddenly a mile behind with not that much race left, but rather that I was kind of a moron. See, I followed the contour of the road pretty much exactly. I went farther than I had to. I didn’t straighten the curves, in Dukes of Hazzard parlance. I stayed in my lane, even though no one was around me. It really was dumb. But it felt virtuous, if not smart. Somehow literally cutting the corners seemed like figuratively cutting the corners, and if it wasn’t exactly cheating it seemed lazy.
I got over that notion eventually, but I think the die was cast. Anyone who saw me knew straight up that I had the work ethic to train my way into a good solid racer, but that I didn’t have, and never would have, the kind of killer instinct that would have made a regular winner out of me. And, as it turns out, that was correct.