There’s a guy that cruises up and down my street every day on a sleek, fast-moving, mint-hued bike that for the longest time I thought was simply a traditional bicycle with an attached motor. I even credited him with a newfangled invention that I wish I had thought of first. Yeah, I guess I missed the memo on electric bikes.
One afternoon, I had a chance to talk to this e-bike-riding man after he had paused at the corner one day to adjust his seat. “Tell me about your bike!” I said. Turns out Mike — yes, he has a name — said his e-bike was the best purchase he ever made. “I even sold my car,” he said, grinning.
