Sep 15

The Get Out Bike

While rooting through my garage, I noticed my old mountain bike. Sitting there, all sad and alone. Me and the bike had some good times in high school going for trail rides, and in college going out to pick up cigarettes, beer, and other things.  It was looking sad and lonely, so I decided to take her in and get her fixed up.  Seeing what mindset I have now, this is what she’ll look like when she’s done:

camper bike

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