A few days ago I bought a new bike at a Vintage store for $32. It's a little rusty and had some branches wired to it along with a basket and a bell, which was fine for decoration, but not for actual riding. My best guess it that it's somewhere around 60 years old, because I found a similar one for sale from 1951. After de-cluttering it, I took it to a bike store to see what it would need to get back to a ridable condition. Once I pay them $80 for new tires and tubes, etc. I will have my very own adorable, vintage, bike.
I'm sure when I ride it I will feel like this...
... even though with my inherent grace and charm, I'll more than likely look like this...
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