So the guy from the LBS is a joker. He knows how bad I want to see The Bike, so he emails me a picture of it while I'm on the road. I click on it in my hotel room with heart a-flutterin', the image pops up, and... he's messin' with me.
The image proves that The Bike exists, but that's about all it does.
Herewith... everything I currently know about what my new bike looks like:
