I work on my bike(s) out in the alley behind my house in the garage. I'm friendly with all the neighbors and fix flats for the price of the tube, pay it forward I guess. One day a couple of weeks ago one of those neighbors pulled up in her SUV and said, "Hey I don't know if you're interested but there is a bike out for the garbage man across from my house". It was about half a block away so I shut up the garage and strolled down and to my surprise an old Centurion Touring bike. Brought it back to the house and started cleaning, replaced the tires, and wrapped the bars with new cork tape. 1984 Centurion Pro Tour 15 that turned out to be in spectacular condition and a whopping 63cm