Thy number be four. Thee count for the day stands less than one on a hand. Or one less counted upon thy foot. (my lame attempt at a Monty Python script adaptation)
At N-4 so far I am halfway to my self imposed goal. A rather fine Cannondale touring bike has a new owner today. I breathed a sigh of relief when he did not choose the Italian.
cheers
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“Ride like the wind boy! Ride like the wind…”
-The Voice inside my head, circa 1982