The Mosquito In The Net..

I ducked and swerved in and out of traffic
pretty confidently and rather briefly amazed at my reflexes
and then i looked back to see the old man
still hanging on for dear life.
A sly smile ran across my face thinking;
thats the last time he considers riding with me
We slowed down and came to a complete stop outside the house
He dismounted, Paused, then whispered

'same time tomorrow son'.

.Sigh.

Moving to Plan B..