...In which Eddie Brannan is found to have expired mere decades before receiving his prized frame.
In the end, he can only be indentified by the stubble on his face and the contents of his last meal (his cat, which he consumed when food supplies ran low and fear of leaving his apartment and missing the delivery siezed him like the icy hand of death).
See him now, sitting there quite peacefully, serene and silent like an Everest victim.
Ride on, Eddie! We can only hope that somewhere right now you are riding that sleek frame forever and ever and smiling down on us all.