I think I have more tandem bicycling stories than most people, on account of my friend Ian.
One fine night, I was panicking slightly because I had postponed my stargazing project for astronomy. Yes yes, okay, it's an easy assignment but I had to get somewhere outside the city limits to do it and nobody wanted to drive me out into the middle of nowhere on a school night with 15 minutes of notice. Just then, Ian appeared.
"Hello," he said.
"Hello," I replied, "Are you interested in driving out into the middle of nowhere tonight?"
Ian thought about this.
"Well, I want to ride the tandem," he told me.
So we rode that thing out to Rock Canyon Park, and I stargazed my heart out. On the way back, Ian suddenly steered us towards a really steep, grassy hill. Pedaling quickly became much harder.
"Aaaaaah!" I shouted. "We're gonna faaaaaall!"
"No we aren't!" Ian retorted incredulously.
"Okay!" I said, relieved.
We immediately fell over.
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