
Anyway, there is a bike for sale in the apartment complex I am currently living at that has caught my eye.
I try to rationalize how owning this bike would enhance my world. The possibilities are seemingly endless. Cruising the boardwalk or mega-bike-event with iced beer on-board. The reality of owning this behemoth outweigh my irrational impulses. Sure, it would be really cool to have this as a project bike and I can dream of all kinds of cool paint schemes for the cooler box. This "bike" is bigger than my car or apartment and I currently have nowhere to keep it and this may be the final straw in the balance between marriage and bicycles. So sad...
Worksman Cycles
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