At some rest point I took Lisa aside and told her I had a bone to pick with her.  Told her she’d passed me at least three times on the ride to Perry.  Every time she passed me, she did it so fast I had to get off my bike to see if I had a flat and was standing still.
Her riding buddy said, “This is why none of us ride with her.”

And you thought I was going to pick her as Cutie Blonde of the Day.  Humph.