These two came flying by me in Marcus Garvey Park, and the...

These two came flying by me in Marcus Garvey Park, and the father was narrating the bike ride as if it was the final leg of the Tour De France: “They’re coming around the corner!” he screamed. “The final hill is approaching! The champ is maintaining his lead! The contender seems tired! He’s got the champ his sights but he may have to settle for second place!”