Notes
Pleasure cruise through Rock Creek Park. First of all, repave that shit. SO BUMPY. Then, the thingy that holds my fender down loses its screw, fender rubbing tire. I'm having a really shitty two days for biking. Give up. Have a beer in Rock Creek Park. Run down a lycranaut who I am sure has a multi-tool. He does, and Andy uses it to transfer screws from his bike to mine (oh yeah, the rack was missing a screw too). It does the trick to get me home. So yeah.