M— wouldn't let me out of this once I'd mentioned it was an option. We joined the Collective—200 cyclists—and rode the main street of Happy Towne on the night of July 3rd. We did this for two hours as crowds of gathered parade goers watched from their camps on either side of the road. We then stopped at Burger King for burgers before riding uphill to get home. I counted the calories. I have a day I can eat free of guilt. Happy Independence Day to me!