Oh bicycle, how I love yet hate you. I bought you for 30 dollars, and you have nickel and dimed me into debt. I spent my valentines day with you, and you treated me like shit. The 14mm machine bolts holding the cranks came out easily enough, but then you stonewalled me. I hit you with mallet, I'm sorry, but you just frustrate me sometimes! All I want to do is get on and ride with no hands up and down the amber waves of montana.
