Growing up on a busy street made me a nervous biker. I prefer the slower (but more stable) pace of my own feet to get around. But over the past few years, it's been hard for me to ignore the growing number of e-bike and e-scooter riders zipping up our hilly city without breaking a sweat (something I've envied plenty of times walking to the bus in the summer heat.)
My unease stayed abstract until a few weeks ago, when a local teen died riding one.
