Oh, for the stop and go… 9.27.17

There must be one vent… 

On the 312, traversing on 522, heading home… the point just past NE 145th; on the descent to Lake Forest Park…

…is reminiscent of a small child poking your arm, desperately trying to get your attention. 

Slight downhill… ever so slightly tapping the brakes, for what seems like every FOUR FEET…

Dear lord… can’t we just coast?! 

Three.  More. Stops. 

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