I love my retarded bicycle:
I bought it about five years ago when my back was still too fucked up to ride my mountain bike. I figured I'd just use it for a while and then get rid of it but it's grown on me. It's comfy, simple and reliable, goofy looking enough to not be like every other bike, ghetto enough for me not to worry about locking it up and leaving it, and the fenders keep my ass from getting wet when the roads are wet. It's now moved with me from San Francisco to Oakland, Monterey, and Santa Cruz. I think it may actually be my primary mode of transportation. Recently, I've been riding it from my apartment (at sea level) to school (around 800 feet). Why? Because I'm a freak.
I bought it about five years ago when my back was still too fucked up to ride my mountain bike. I figured I'd just use it for a while and then get rid of it but it's grown on me. It's comfy, simple and reliable, goofy looking enough to not be like every other bike, ghetto enough for me not to worry about locking it up and leaving it, and the fenders keep my ass from getting wet when the roads are wet. It's now moved with me from San Francisco to Oakland, Monterey, and Santa Cruz. I think it may actually be my primary mode of transportation. Recently, I've been riding it from my apartment (at sea level) to school (around 800 feet). Why? Because I'm a freak.
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