I’m sorry bicycle
Searching google for “Giant crash replacement program”, clenching the teeth in the shower as I try to use the wash rag, counting cracks in the helmet. These are a few of my least favorite things.
On my birthday friday, I did receive three gifts of money that said it should be used for my bike, maybe they knew something.
Lightning still rolls and got me home, but received a good handle-bar-dent on today’s ride. (I purchased the bike with a large dent, thus the thoughts for replaement.) I was cruising down grapevine road and ate it hard in a turn on the dirt road. I couldn’t see for a few moments and then it was really bright, I destroyed my helmet. I believe this was my first wreak on the road bike. Ouch.
May 30th, 2007 at May 30, 07 | 7:25 pm
Oh maaaan….I’m a terrible friend. I missed your birthday…and made you crash your bike because of it! Ok, perhaps that was one step too many down the Narcissistic (sp?) Trail. Hope you had a good birthday anyway and are recovering. Remember: Scabs may look at bit silly for the moment… but scars are cool for a lifetime!
May 30th, 2007 at May 30, 07 | 11:42 pm
uh oh… where is the pick of that!?!
May 30th, 2007 at May 30, 07 | 11:47 pm
Hold up. Is the bar dented, or the frame more so? One thing I learned from concussion alley, replace the cracked helmet! Good luck with the search man.
May 30th, 2007 at May 30, 07 | 11:48 pm
@Turman The top tube of the frame. Yah, helmet shopping.