Mr. High Speed Bicycle Resident

This morning, I was on my way to work on my bicycle.
I was riding at an even pace when I heard the rattling sound of a mom’s bike coming up behind me.
No, I’m pretty fast on my bike. It’s a real MTB.
It’s a real MTB, and it’s been tuned for street riding.
So I pedaled hard, but I couldn’t shake it off.
I tried my best, imagining that I was a high school athlete.

As soon as I ran into a traffic light, I looked behind me to see the mom-chari.
I was surprised. I was surprised to see a smooth-skinned monk.

He was about 50 years old. I wonder if he had a hurried Buddhist memorial service to attend.
He was indeed out of breath, though.

I can’t lose….

Needless to say, I got off to a flying start with Signal Blue.
Needless to say. I didn’t look behind me until I reached the workshop (seriously).

The calendar was in December. It’s a clever way of saying “Shiwasu”.
“Shi, run!”　The end of the year is a busy one, with even the masters running around…

The report on last month’s event in Tokyo is now available. Here it is.
I’m also going to introduce some new products!　Please wait a few more days.

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