To the the toothless old man that yelled at the MUSC employee to "go ride on the fucking sidewalk, cracker!": Thanks for the advice. I wish I could blaze down the incredibly smooth sidewalks of Charleston, but for some reason, there's all these damn pedestrians clogging up the blue stone, not to mention the $80 fine. So I guess since the city insists on leaving the walkways for walkers and the roads for those of us on wheels, two and four alike, I'm afraid I'll have to continue to make you 30 seconds late to your Redd Foxx look-a-like meetings. All apologies.