"I still feel that..." crests top of hill "...variable gears are only for people over forty-five." picking up speed, looks steep "Isn't it better to triumph by the strength of your..." bombing down at 180rpm now "... your muscles than by the ...*nggggh* ... the artifice of a derailer?" Legs are a blur, bike wobbling, bouncing in saddle "We are getting soft!" (f*ck!) "As for me, give me a f-fi-fixed gear!" Squeezes brake, nearby roadies and single-speeders coast by