.Ride fucking free, forty below,
It's the car that kills the punk.
Pedal for momentum, feel the fucking vibe,
Blaze through traffic, burn the red, push my luck.
There's not much I need, I ride a single speed,
My toque and mitts protect me from the freeze.
Hadron Coll.
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