To the cyclist I was driving behind on the way to the studio tonight: you noticed, I am sure, that I stayed scrupulously behind you.Yes, it was a mark of courtesy and caring for your well-being.
However, and this you do not know: after reading a friend’s blog about the trim, athletic hindquarters of bikers the other day, I was also giving long and careful consideration to your exceptionally comely posterior.
And may I say, Sir — ROWR. That was a lovely set of bongos. I hope to maintain a courteous and hopefully not too creepy driving distance behind you at some time in the not-too-distant future. Adieu!!