Flat crossing Walter Reed on the 4MR. Front tire, well-inflated, Gatorskins with 30 miles on them. I didn’t have anything with me except my phone, keys, and wallet, so I hiked up to Papillon.
Yeah, that’s what Google told me. They were really nice at Papillon, and heaped sufficient praise on my Pinarello that I’d definitely go back to the shop if I’m in the area.