I'm looking for a used bicycle. Not some crappy glued together Walmart Huffy, nor a svelt Lance Armstrong pin-sized testicle destroyer. Just a nice boy's city bike that runs well that isn't an obvious piece of crap. Mountain, road, hybrid: it's not all that important as long as the chain isn't constantly popping off and the "I Heart Fidel Castro" bumper stickers aren't attracting the malice of Cuban refugees. wlasky at gmail dot com.
Sunday, September 5, 2010
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