what was that? is that all there is? who is this? this is it.

done fucking around with permutations of rise and sweep and setback and reach shimmed out with a beer can and now I need to actually ride this thing and let it evolve 

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maybe Monday, maybe not. I once wore white shoes in San Francisco in the summer in junior high. It was very bad. My white shes will never wear out. Some things last--like the look of that bike. Ride on.

I don't own any white shoes. but I did in Junior High

look what I found: http://www.amazon.com/Mad-Fiber-Clincher-Wheelset-Campagnolo/dp/B00CY9A3VG/ref=lp_7905325011_1_2?srs=7905325011&ie=UTF8&qid=1464457234&sr=8-2

Ride it like you stole it smokey

this is a heavy slow smooth ride. it glides over the bumps and cracks of the 98118 on two 40psi clouds of rubber floating downhill in a hurry then looking for the chairlift to get back up. compact and geometry were not in the 1991 lexicon

pilder

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