Originally Posted by Raketmensch

Been lurking on this forum for a couple of months now… and since yesterday was my fiftieth birthday, it seemed a good time to go public.

Today I ordered a new bike… a birthday present to myself for fifty years of mostly good behavior. Some guys when they hit this age go crazy and get a sports car. Some go really crazy and get a twenty-five year old girlfriend. Me, I decided to get The Bike Of My Dreams.

The thing is an embarrassment… an egregious waste of carbon and titanium, and far too good a bike for a hack like me. Me on this bike is gonna be like Joe Sixpack tooling around on the backroads of upstate New York in a Formula 1 race car.

But I haven’t been this excited over a new toy since I was about twelve years old.

I figured if anybody would understand, you guys would!