I swerve my new electric scooter around piles of leaves, branches strewn in the bike lane. My heart is beating quickly, and I consciously have to relax my grip on the handlebars - I’m headed downhill, fast, and I’m not entirely convinced I know how to stop.
The battery indicator begins to blink, and I realize that the single battery light I thought meant I had plenty of power actually meant nothing of the kind. The scooter slows down to a gentle walking speed on its own, and I begin to make my way home.
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