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Amongst all the idiots I am required to share the road with, I have a particular dislike of the Harley rider.  It is partly their fat middle-aged beardiness, but mainly because their bikes are so f@#$ing silly.  Specifically I object to the noise.  Why is it necessary to make every other road user's ears bleed in order to have fun?  As well as being incredibly loud, they are pathetically slow so you must  listen to them approaching for what feels like days. In fact I can faintly hear one now so we will probably pass it some time on Thursday.
In Florida, Harley riders have a new wheeze.  They have fitted powerful stereos....fair enough......but instead of channeling the sound through helmet-mounted headphones they have installed speaker stacks that wouldn't look out of place on stage at a Who concert. Wankers
We were on the road by 6:45 this morning and were quickly through some rather grim areas and enjoying the coast road through Miami Beach.  I can't express how joyous it was to be spinning the pedals on flat terrain in the sunshine.  The bikini clad girls on the beach didn't make the situation any less lovely!!
We ended the day on a modest 76 miles at 2:15 despite a stiff headwind.  Our motel room wasn't ready so we purchased some excellent fermented beverage and lay on the lawn talking bollocks for an hour but are now clean and rested and planning an assault on the nearby crab shack which we have been assured is outstanding.

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