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i get annoyed on the occasions when some cock passes me becuase i'm going around 14mph, and i'm wearing revolting lycra, and i can hear his thoughts, each of his two braincells are computing and he is thinking
"i just overtook mr roadie, that makes me special and fast and he is not fast and wearing lycra like idiot".
and i feel the urge to say to him;
"the reason i am going 14mph is because i have just gone 19mph for about 90 miles around kent, up hill and down dale, and now i am riding slowly through elephant because i am indescribably hungry and seeing stars, you mong".
but i say nothing, and my eyes shrink further into their sockets and i fantasise some more about food and let him/it have their moment of glory, because i'm bigger than that.
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it was me who described it as the "coldplay of the fixed world". although i think it's more like one of those horrible audi things driven by estate agents. i also got in trouble for saying that the new spazz wrongsters are a horrible, woeful exercise in specious marketing.
style over substance, the perfect bike for a media-mulleted ad-whore living in shoreditch, or possibly a foxtons estate agent, to place next to their grafittied mini. if cycling is the new golf then expect to find the langster in the white pages of golf punk magazine.
it's a vile bike, the white bar tape looks like a condom has been lovingly unsheathed over the end.
i am prepared to go further: if you ride this particular variant then you have no soul. even a genesis flyer is better. or one of the black wrongsters with the oh-so-funky gothic lettering.
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armadillos are like car tyres with all the grip of a nonogenarian's handshake. they don't pucnture though.
i use gator skins. they do puncture, on average once every 4 months. that may be because i can't stop showing off my amazing skip/skid stops. too many more unscheduled repairs at bethnal green at 630am and may change my mind.
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have to get back out for this one, but yet again can't do this week. i'm running 48:16 (i think, although i am confused and need to go back and count the teeth, because i 'presumed' it was an 18, but have my suspicions. i've been up it a few times lately and it's never defeated me.
i went to toys hill in kent today and i know for a fact that there is no way i could climb that beast (evil side, not gentle side) on anything other than the granny gear on my geared condor.
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