I interrupt your Election Day fervor with a universal, non-partisan bicycle story about my niece in Miami.
Fresh off attending the Bicycle Bash festival in Tampa on Sunday, my sister tucked her 7-year-old daughter into bed Sunday night and at 6 am Monday could not find her anywhere in the house.
My sister looked in every nook in the house and couldn't locate her. Finally, my sister went into the back yard and found my niece bicycling laps in the back of the house, wearing the bicycle helmet she received at the Bicycle Bash the day before.
That's why I am card-carrying member of The Bicycle Party.