This blog's intention has from the beginning has always, at it's root, been about cycling. Cheese, Root Beer -- These are just means to an end, fuel for the fire, appositive suffixes for the extended metaphor.
And speaking of appositive suffixes, In The Name of Science, my dear/departed soul of Bar-strocity has been reborn. Oh lord it was a shame those bars were stolen; may the wind blow, the skies darken, and poop rain down upon the thief.
So what I did, is the aesthetic choice. Viola:
Note please, if you will, in the name of science I beg of you; Gold grips, Faux-Bmx styled bars. Aggressive stances follow, when riding this bike. To me, it looks like a two tone dress shoe.
Also, I've added a red and black seat cover to my commuter, Boy-Blue/Frankenstein.
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Sweet! Papasaurous.
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