the usual pace of walking when most people are in a hurry: it is faster than a quickstep, slower than a double-time; it is almost as if you are walking to the rhythm of dance music.
the street-beat of people was so predictable that you could set your wrist-watch to it.
On April 25th everyone and their momma sock the shit outta this MARK ass Tyson. Eventually when you knock him so hard and gone not wanna have international Tyson day again. (And while beating him up step on his shoes)