My Own Slice of the Reef

No more Penn Avenue for me! That's right! No more over driven, potholed, mole-bumped satanic street biking for this chickadee! I was tipped off the other night about a much calmer option to my typical chaotic ride on Penn. My own little slice of the reef, if you will. Coral Street.

And things have been as calm as the waters over the Great Barrier ever since (this is where I assume, the waters over the Great Barrier Reef are calm. They could be their own little version of hell for all I know). The road is lined with uber nice brick houses, trees, roads as smooth as butta', and best of all, not a car in sight. So if you are sick of playing frogger on the highway to hell, please, come join me on my commute on Coral. Unless you are a driver. Then forget you ever read this message. What message you ask? Good question I say!

-The Velodict