
It got worse through La Verne:

I did get to the base of GMR

Put turned before getting to "The Shed". LA county had painted the stripes on the Road with reflective, which is a slick as, well, insert your analogy here. Plus visibility was pretty nil:

Personally, I think Kevin Unck's ghost pushed me.
Either way, by the time I got to Upland, it had burned off:

But I still have the rainy day evidence on my bike
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