Unrelated comment.
Personally, my fantasy is seeing about 40 or 50 massive, amped up monster trucks with KC roof spotlights chasing 10,000 terrified critical mass bicyclists across the desert, and it ending with them stampeding off the edge of the Frenchman coulee cliffs like a herd of wild buffalo.
That's for the compliment, grasshopper. Greatness is not easily achieved.
even better if they were chased by Hummers and Escalades which failed to swerve in time and followed the CM'ers over the precipice
And it's winter, and there's telemark skiers in there too.