Biked around Mercer to pick up a mask that Koren had made for me. Nice and cool weather, and I thought I was really flying around Mercer. Apparently I wasn’t quite as fast as I thought I was, but that last rollercoaster part felt very swoopy! And apparently it was the same as my previous fastest time through there. There’s quite a hill going up from I-90 to their place; not too steep, but rather long. Stayed and talked with Koren for an hour and a half or so. It was very good to chat: she hasn’t really seen anyone other than Kui since this whole thing started. The mask she gave me looked pretty: mix of purply colors. It was getting dark as I left, so the ride home was in the dark. Descending the Lake Hills connector in the dark, with my glasses fogging up from the dew and breath, at 50km/h, was exciting to say the least. One nice thing about riding home around 10pm: there’s nobody else on the road!