yea, i was running late so i took the f train to harlem, and the conductor sat next to me and starts feeling my tires. doesn't even say hello, or if i'd like dinner and a movie. it was really weird.
it's weird riding a fixxie in queens, where my mother lives b/c there aren't that many around. i serioulsy get stopped every day and asked:how much? wow that much? where r ur brakes? so wait u pedal backwards? isn't that crazy? what's the point of riding brakeless? just cause it's lighter? please, seriously, why no brakes?fun? holigan!
i know i don't get that much love when i ride downtow, but in queens, jesus. it's like 20 questions.