"This past Monday, I spotted a bike approaching from the opposite direction just as I was turning off of Square Lake Trail onto Norell. As I rounded the corner, I hit the gas and pedaled harder knowing the other bike was probably close behind. Perhaps he’d seen pigtails sticking out from beneath my helmet and thought it would be easy to catch a girl. Little did he know that I am quick like a rabbit, flying fast across a field."
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