Is there such a thing as a MTB Fred ?

I see this guy almost every week. Note the "General Lee" T shirt, and the huge "Red Sox" flag on the back. He's a good kid, one of the nicest people you would ever meet. No car, no liscence, never will. He's a bike shop regular. He eats chains and cassettes for breakfast.

Some of the locals start to pass him, thinking they are much, much, faster. Then he drops them so bad they don't even know where he went to. He actually gets so far ahead he loses them, on that bike. Beeping turn signals, listening to his portable CD player, and all. Seeing that happen makes my day. Don't make fun of him until you try to drop him.


Nothing like riding to work every day to stay in shape.