One of my top favorite metal songs has to be "My Last Words" by Megadeth. "Do you have any Megadeth?"
That is a shot of adrenaline if ever there was one. Singing this one's outro was probably not the best lyrical choice as I weave in and out of stopped cars.
I'm moving pretty quickly today. There are a lot of people hailing a cab in my lane but are pleasantly moving aside as they see that I see them and wish them no malice.
There's an old black guy in a Superman outfit yelling at one of the sunglasses peddlers about something and calling him a "crazy son of a bitch." Then Superman went back to selling his $1 childrens books. Yes, it's the other dude who's crazy.
Had to stop at the major lights today -- between that and the crawl to Canal it was slow goings. In the end I made it in 22 minutes. That's okay. No sweatshirt this time, it's in the pack. My roof should be finished by now and that's good.
It's a good way to end day 400.
2800 miles down.
The unknown to go.
Thank you for reading.
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