NOSTRADAMUS

Okay, I know this is a stretch.

I cannot predict what I will be doing five minutes from now.

But this changes when I get on my bike.

I don’t know my Villains or Superheroes that well.

It is hard to keep up, there are lots of them.

My version of a Superhero can see the future, but they can only see it when they are on their bike.

I am not saying I am a contender for the role, but I would go to the ‘casting call,’ just for fun.

‘That car is going to make a left.’

‘That light is going to change.’

‘That jogger is going to do a U-turn.’

‘That guy is going to pull out.’

‘That person riding ahead of you is going to stop.’

‘That car is going to go through the red.’

‘That person is going to run across the road.’

‘That car door is going to open.’

‘That Squirrel, argh, it evades my superpowers.’

‘Nostradamus’

Insert lightning bolt emoji here.

‘There is another way to ride.’

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