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This was my favorite thing to think about back when I lived somewhere bikable
If I ride in peak hour the most blocked up road is quite downhill so you fly past many cars
But I don't like riding in peak hour, as crossing entrance ramps is slow and crossing exit ramps is frightening, though the great bulk of drivers are careful around bikes
I used to leave my house at 4:30am to get to work for 6.
I watched the sun rise most mornings, the streets would be dead. Then around Christmas time, suddenly cars would be out on my roads.. yes my roads lol. I'd curse them, because they would scare me doing 50mph+ right by me. I rode in winter, and I swear one time this fucker was trying to play chicken with me or something. I had to maneuver very quickly, he watched me dump my bike on some ice, and then suddenly was able to speed pass me as he watched me fall.
Absolutely, I was always faster with my bike inside the outer city ring, mainly because I saved looking for a parking space. Now? Not so much. My commute is 50km across the mountains, 45 minutes by car, three hours by bike if I take the electric one.