
A bicycle can be a great companion.

This bike belongs to a little old lady in Salt Lake City. Four different times over a 3 day period I saw her zooming in and out of traffic. At first I thought she was on a bicycle. It wasn't until she halted at a stop-light that I heard the barely audible
putter-putter-putter-putter of the small sachs engined that powered the "motor"-bike.
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