In 1976, I was a junior in high school and riding my bike all the time. (In '76 there was no question of "mountain" or "road".) My good friend Ken Weikal and I were driving down to Columbus, Ohio in his family's big green "alligator" station wagon to join our Pine Lake Bike friends to ride in TOSRV - Tour Of The Scioto River Valley. A punishing bike rally, it goes from Columbus 105 miles south to Portmsouth Ohio, and then back the next day. Of course we all did it nearly cold. Idiots. You should have heard the screams and moans as butts hit saddles on Sunday morning. But I digress :).
Bohemian Rhapsody was in heavy 
rotation that summer, and Ken and I heard it constantly in the drive from Detroit to Columbus. Fast-forward to yesterday. My son Connor and I were driving across Ontario Canada, in a blinding snowstorm in the "snow belt" between London and Sarnia. We were visiting Ken that evening, and Bohemian Rhapsody was on the radio. We cranked it up and sang to it, just like Ken and I did over 30 years ago*. Kind of cool to see that sort of thing come around again :).
*Damn that makes me sound old!
