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  • Had to go to a meeting this evening. Checked a couple of weather websites, and it was due to piss down at 11pm by which time I'd be safely home. So I thought I could take the fixie skid bike as I could get away without mudguards.

    Left the house and it started to drizzle. Suddenly the sky turned dark and it was hailing and pouring. 20 minutes later I arrived at the meeting, soaked to the core, not a dry patch of clothing, and water squelching from my Sidis. So I had to sit there, with hand towels in my shoes and on my seat, wrapped in a towel, dripping and squelching every time I moved.

    Why did I trust the weather forecast?

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