this happened in london on piccadilly at approx. 2345. i was in the pub with me mates, and no more than a kilometer and a half from the pub, my bicyle broke apart at the bottom bracket shell. there was no warning, it just snapped. lucky for me piccadilly, a major london thoroughfare, was empty. i got to the pub at around 1900 or 2000, but had i done one more call that night, i would have been swerving through london rush hour. i would have been dead. the sticker on the seatstay is still one of my all time favourites (bike messengers of the world unite; you have nothing to lose but your chains). dents on the top tube courtesy of josh and a baseball bat. photo courtesy of selimski.p.s. how is it that i miss London so much... even after all this time?
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Funny that's the reason I don't ride aluminum. I remember in the late eighties just about every bike shop that didn't sell Canodale's had a pencil holder made from a Canondale head-tube that had snapped off.
Kirk having a slow morning
sorry about that dent mate, i vaguely remember you stopping me and pointing out the police in the flat, for something else
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