It's not a bicycle itself, but rather a new way to ride them: a bike lane in the sky, where cyclists can literally rise above the headaches of car traffic.

I have spent the day in a fabled place more distant than a train ride away, a well-lit world under a brighter sky, with Nobel Laureate parking Spaces and catacombs lined with books.

Sometimes a black cat would ride away into the sky on the back of the witch's broom.