My bicycle and I have gone our separate ways. On my morning commute, certain pieces snapped and/or jammed and the bike tossed me. I kicked it hard. Some profanities were yelled.
Beating and cursing an inanimate object on a busy street is an embarassing way to start the day.
I guess that it's just me and new Blundstones for now.
Norco Mountaineer
(c. 1992-2008)
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