claus discovered that he'd snapped a spoke last night, after rattling his way towards Whitedown.
On the previous TNRC, I'd heard a loud metal snapping type noise, thought I'd ridden over something, hadn't, filed the noise away in the 'unexplained' drawer; span back wheel this morning to see the kind of wobble only ever explained by a snapped spoke.
Luckily I've got a few spares knocking around (CX Ray, init), but it's a first for me. Goes to show just how fucking hardcore we do our bike-based rolling on Tuesday nights. Well, me and claus at least.
If it happens another time, I'll try not to ride away from you all so easily on Ranmore, and one of you fucks can point out my wobbly rear wheel, thanks very much for nothing please.
Next fortnight's list will be going up soon(ish)…
Rude.
Claus and I stopped at the top of Ranmore to make you feel better about yourself. Yes, your wheel was wobbly plus I could also see your asshole winking at me.
Rude.
Claus and I stopped at the top of Ranmore to make you feel better about yourself. Yes, your wheel was wobbly plus I could also see your asshole winking at me.