It’s funny how some things in life come to some people, but never come to others, or come when it is least expected. I never was able to ride a bicycle without handlebars, nor had I ever really set myself upon achieving that fantastic skill. Yet, somewise, after I had lived on this Earth more than quarter of a century, on my way from practice today I absolutely automatically did none other, but start riding my bike with no handlebars. And did with such an ease as if I was doing it for ages.
The technique made sense: I released the grips when one of my arms was already hanging freely by the side of my body, and I just matched it with another, which made it easier to balance and keep the centre of gravity low. The gears were set high so that there were more rotations relative to the speed — that heped with balance as well. Everything just fell in place, but the strange thing is that it did so without any conscious effort on my part. And the fact that I was able to ride like that about 3 km almost without touching the bars — is just mind boggling.
P. S. The only thing I can think of — Flobots’ song of the same name as this entry that has been rather popular with me last few weeks — is largely coincidental. Or is it? 
I can ride my bike with no seat.