Plain and simple, any way you look at it

... I was hittin' almost fifty coming around this bend

by Don Norris

I have to admit, I slid my dirtbike side ways, off the road on the other side.

No damage, no one coming, nobody hurt. I had just finished a five-mile-long stretch of
fast and curvy dirt roads, across endless hills and valleys. It was a delightful ride,
and the exuberance got the best of me.

But the sign did perform its function, and I rode through the village at a respectable
twenty miles an hour.

At eighty -- that's years old, not miles per hour -- I still enjoy seeking out old
byways of New Hampshire.

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