I am done riding my bike.
Lynchburg is an armpit. If there's a historic or nice section, we did not have the pleasure of seeing it. We pedaled through a semi ghetto, and was yelled at by a bunch of young hillbillies in a pick up to 'get out of the !@#$ing road.' Somewhere else in America I would have revolted back, but I didn't feel comfortable, so I just shook my head and teemed with anger. McKinley grunted through clenched teeth.
This is a photo of me attempting to hitchhike while napping at Dollar General. It was rather unsuccessful.
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