Your crappy bike
Are you riding a piece-of-crap bike like mine? If so, I want to hear about!
If you use a department store bike for riding to work, tooling around town, running down to the corner store, why not take a picture of the bike (and you with it!) and send it to me? I’ll start up a section on this website about Other People’s Cheapo Bikes. Tell me the story. How’d you meet? Fall in love? Split up? Thankful there are no kids to consider?
But make sure it’s really a cheapo bike! Don’t send me pictures of the priceless roadbike some ninny sold in a garage sale for $50. How will you know it’s a cheapo bike? If the following statements are true (or almost true), you qualify:
- I don’t want my bike to get stoled because, damn, it’ll cost a lot to replace the lock.
- My odometer cost more than my bike.
- I would trade my bike for a good helmet.
- They can hear my bike coming a block away.
- Lubrication? Bikes need lubrication?
Anyway, you get the idea. Of course, none of this precludes you having become attached to your bike. Emotionally, that is. Even if it is a POS bike. It just has to be cheap, that’s all.
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