I managed to ride off on my cross bike after last Saturday's London League race, without re-attaching the straddle cables for my front and rear brakes after swapping the wheels over.
Cupcakes witnessed my less than graceful moment of realisation and subsequent feet on the ground halt.
I managed to ride off on my cross bike after last Saturday's London League race, without re-attaching the straddle cables for my front and rear brakes after swapping the wheels over.
Cupcakes witnessed my less than graceful moment of realisation and subsequent feet on the ground halt.
Daft twat. (Me, not cupcakes clearly).