Singlespeed & Fixed Gear - Just wiped out on wet tram tracks

Ouch. Bike ok -check. Body - sore knee, torn lycra, numb arm, bleeding fingers -ok.

____, that's third time I'v wiped out in the same place

Okay.
1. Glad to see you checked your bike first. I do the same thing. Odd, ain't it?
2. Third time's a charm - find a new route?
3. Please never ever post again on how you tore lycra. If you do, you will be forced to join the local Stryper cover band.

']Okay.
1. Glad to see you checked your bike first. I do the same thing. Odd, ain't it?
2. Third time's a charm - find a new route?
3. Please never ever post again on how you tore lycra. If you do, you will be forced to join the local Stryper cover band.

1. Always, a reflex
2. It's probably the most 'zombified' intersection in central Helsinki, in corner of a big dept.store. Three tram lines intersect, and peds make it hard... will figure out something, like slowing down :D
3. 3/4 lenght bibs UNDERNEATH work shorts, just about cover knees (or did).

just razzin. I know how you Europeans love wearing Speedos

']just razzin. I know how you Europeans love wearing Speedos

:D

now that you mention it it has been raining the whole day...

I thought he was a messenger...or is he just smuggling plums around Helsinki?

perpendicular to tracks, PERPENDICULAR TO TRACKS!!~

I hit a speed bump in the dark while I was hitting the bottle tonight. That would have hurt. HA!

I hit a speed bump in the dark while I was hitting the bottle tonight. That would have hurt. HA!
Somehow it doesn't surprise me that you were 'hitting the bottle.' ;)


Oh, and what the ____ is with these ____ed up ____bag underscore things in place of my ____ing *'s?

I thought he was a messenger...or is he just smuggling plums around Helsinki?

The secret stash of illegal fruit & veg...

Somehow it doesn't surprise me that you were 'hitting the bottle.' ;)


Oh, and what the ____ is with these ____ed up ____bag underscore things in place of my ____ing *'s?

Er rofl.

____, wiped out again today. This time on unknown oily substance spilled from a construction site. I did not notice it because of the rain.

Damage list: Peeled handlebar tape. Sore ass. Bruised ego

Yikes, Bikkhu, you have in just a couple of days you have experienced two of my worst crashes! The diesel spill put me in the hospital to have a football sized hematoma surgically drained. That was a couple of years ago.

My first day on my brand new bike just 2-3 weeks after I started commuting, almost 4 years ago, I attempted to cross wet street car tracks, but my rear wheel slid and dropped right in, sending me to the pavement. Of course this happened right in front of a crowd of high school kids waiting for a bus, providing 100% of their recommended daily allowance of amusement. What could I do but stand up and take a bow?

Since I ride down the middle of the tracks I can't really cross them perpendicularly, so when they are wet and slick as grease I slow to a near stop before crossing at the biggest angle I can.

']just razzin. I know how you Europeans love wearing Speedos

So that must explain your European streak!

Ok, more damage. My mechanic pal noticed the rear rim (Sun Venus) had a split originating from a spoke nipple. Rim over. Well, I am getting a nice Mavic Open Pro/Sapim Laser job this weekend. Now riding singlespeed MTB backup

bikkhu, get this and you will be safer on the road:

I wish my parents had gotten me those when I got my first bike. We went down to soCal and I guess my grandmother won a bmx bike bowling - first 'how to ride a bike?' = put him on the bike Chriistmas morning, have an uncle hold the seat, run really fast with me on the seat in a field and let go. I wrecked many times that day. I got the training wheels when we got back to noCal, but it took FOREVER before I would let my parents take them off... Just kept thinking about that day in the park accross from my grandmas...

It's amazing I love bikes now and don't hate them.

And Sohi - thanks for bringing back a childhood memory :)

Bikkhu... Be safe out there, or i´ll have to do your job.. ;) My first riding experience: my uncle sat me down on a bike, and pushed me down the hill.. Pedal or die... But despite the fact that i truly hate my uncle nowadays, i still love bikes.

my first bike was actually fixed gear. my dad used to push me around and
at one point he just let me go without telling me and I carried on pedaling
still convinced he was holding my bike :)

You lucky... uh... what do you call a female cat?