My ride home last night was mostly average, the morning’s tailwind became the afternoon’s headwind, and the average descent became the ascent. However, I did come across a notable discovery: a difference between Johnson county and Jackson county. In Johnson county when someone almost runs you over, they apologize. In Jackson county, they usually ignore you, or sometimes give you the bird. That probably depends on the neighborhood in each, but such has been my experience.
By the way, I love a town that puts a cow on a pedestal. I give you SpyCow: