This post will probably only amaze New Yorkers, or really, New Yorkers who drive. But anyone with a car that travels frequently in the outer boroughs pretty much depends on I-278, most of which seems to have been imported from a third world country. It’s insanely busy, always under construction, the speed limit is essentially “as fast as you can go,” and the scattered lane markers are basically meaningless, as your lane could suddenly merge with the adjacent one without any notice.
Anyway, I was coming from the Bronx into Queens, and had just gone through the toll booths when I saw this guy:
I could not and still cannot believe it. I have no idea how he got past the strict toll booth guys, who pull over any car or van that looks suspicious, let alone nutty people who want to illegally bike in the Interstate. This guy still has at least 3/4ths of a mile to go til he gets over the Triborough Bridge, and there is no breakdown lane to speak. People were swerving around the guy and honking, but he kept right on going.
Awesome work, my friend.
-SCOUT
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