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One day there were two men in a garage muttering. They were muttering at a bike because they couldn't get the brakes to work properly.
They had tried everything, but the levers wouldn't pull enough cable to get the pads far enough away from the rim to stop it rubbing.
"What a conundrum," said the first.
"Indeed," said the second. "Very strange."
Eventually this made them mad. They tried truing the wheel, but it wasn't buckled. They tried lining up the pads, but they were straight. Nothing seemed to work. Nothing.
Every time they spun the wheel there was a rhythmic "tick, tick, tick". Something was wrong. They tried for hours to fix it, but it was still there: "tick, tick, tick".
"Bother!" said the first. "Drat!" said the second.
They gave up and went indoors to order some new levers. Because it couldn't be their fault. It was the levers.
When they came, they were fitted, but the same problem was there.
"Crikey!" said the first.
"Blow it!" said the second.
Then, after many more hours of scratching their heads and rubbing their chins, one of them realised that the rear brake cable, which was yet to be bolted to the rear brake, was resting against the frame. Every time they spun the wheel it wobbled around, and made a rhythmic "tick. tick, tick" noise.
"Oh dear", said the first. "How foolish we have been."
"You fucking idiot," said the second. "What a fucking waste of fucking time. FUCK!"