Two problems:

1) Since you need someone else to powere the bike, why not just play tennis?

2) How can one resist the urge to bean the shit out of the person on the bike?

Well, now that his restaurant is closed for a bit, some of his customers won't have to be appalled at seeing this woman's short hair.

Well, now that his restaurant is closed for a bit, some of his customers won't have to be appalled at seeing this woman's short hair.

Interesting. I just scanned a set of these (I have a large-format, high-resolution scanner) for a gentleman. They were original paper copies in a leather-bound folder. Wonder if these came from my scans.