E.J.Greater Lowell Road RunnersCry havoc and let slip the dawgs of war!May the road rise to meet you, may the wind be always at your back, may the sun shine warm upon your SPF30, may the rains fall soft upon your sweat-wicking hat, and until you hit the finish line may The Flying Spaghetti Monster hold you in the hollow of His Noodly Appendage.
It actually made my 305 pick up satellites faster!
THAT sounds better than making me fasterer, I have been putting it on the porch railing rather than standing there looking like a scarecrow. My favorite is when it fails completely, and asks if you have moved hundreds of miles since your last run. I'll give it a shot, hopefully I won't blow the thing up.