Sweet, Gabriel, a nice build for a deserving owner....

OK, the twin Carbons....
gmouchawar wanted one. I was not really interested.
gmouchawar wanted one. He was persistent. I was not really interested.
gmouchawar wanted one. He offered me a very nice '86 in red and white, that fit me, not him.
Now, I wondered, "why would gmoucawar buy an Ironman that didn't fit him?" Simple, really.
gmouchawar wanted one. He was persistent. He perservered. The trade was made.

OK, so he's got one, I've got another. I'm OK, he's OK.
He was back. This time, with an eBay listing of a 56cm Ironman Carbon. A grail bike for me.
I was leary of an eBay purchase. It was in Idaho, and it wasn't a potato.
The seller seemed like a wildman, an mtb fan who may have ridden the Carbon like an mtb.
It certainly looked possible. And it was not for trade, it was for sale.

Did I mention gmouchawar is persistent? Did I mention he perserveres?
He figured out the price on the one that fit, that I didn't have.
He offered me the same price for the one I had, that didn't fit.

The man is a force of nature.
I win the one that fits me.
I sell him a 2nd one that fits him.

While in transit, I'm having anxiety attacks.
I don't have my Carbons. I don't have the one I bought.
It arrives, and needs lots of work. But it fits.
I think of Gabriel. He was persistent, and perservered.
The work on the Carbon that fit was done with him in mind.
I wanted to make it worth his efforts.

But that's not all, folks. This is my friend Gabriel, mind you.
An email appears. A photo of a green/white Ironman. In my size.
He has it. He doesn't ride that size. The schemer.
It arrived last fall, and is done except for some frame whitening.

The man is a force of nature.