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Offline iago

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Winnipeg Spring-type weather
« on: January 13, 2006, 01:24:00 pm »
Here is a picture of my (plain black) pants from a day of riding my bike to school:


That's from the slush mixed with sand and salt and mud and crap from the roads being splashed on me.  My front wasn't AS bad, but was still pretty dirty.  Getting sand and salt in the eyes sucks. 

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Re: Winnipeg Spring-type weather
« Reply #1 on: January 13, 2006, 01:25:50 pm »
No fun!  You should drive in those conditions! :D

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Re: Winnipeg Spring-type weather
« Reply #2 on: January 13, 2006, 01:28:58 pm »
I DO drive in those conditions.  It's one thing to have your windshield spattered with crap.  It's a wholly different thing to have your FACE splattered with it, every time somebody passes you! :P

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Re: Winnipeg Spring-type weather
« Reply #3 on: January 13, 2006, 01:33:30 pm »
I DO drive in those conditions.  It's one thing to have your windshield spattered with crap.  It's a wholly different thing to have your FACE splattered with it, every time somebody passes you! :P

I bet you get them back.  You memorize their licence plate numbers and murder their dog.

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Re: Winnipeg Spring-type weather
« Reply #4 on: January 13, 2006, 03:57:11 pm »
Hah, my pants look just like that today.  My stupid schools track is gravel. :(
And like a fool I believed myself, and thought I was somebody else...