On Feb. 11, instead of hopping in my car or calling a cab to get from my home in the Mexican War Streets to an exercise class in Bloomfield, I entered my location into the recently downloaded Lyft app on my iPhone and requested a ride.
In about five minutes, Mike was in front of my house with a pink mustache affixed to the grill of his Honda SUV. I hopped in the front seat and we fist bumped.
Mike, who works in sales by day, found out about becoming a Lyft driver through a post in his Facebook feed.
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