After breaking my girlfiend's Varsity (!) On the commute in to work, I knew something had to give -- and it shouldn't be another dropout. Found my Specialized Sirrus literally buried in a vacant lot, rehabbed it, and realized I liked doing this. Digging through the used bins one day, I found a Suntour V. It spoke to me, quietly, and made sense of what was going on back there. Bought a crap Moto to have a spare bike, enjoyed the ride, dug a little deeper. Moto got stolen, by then I knew enough to risk buying the Super Course as a bare frame and building it. Fast-forward a year and I'm working in the shop where tne V first said something. Traded in my first 22 hours on my VeloSoleX, and the search for info on it led me here.

Ireedemably addicted, and I've no wish for a cure.