This poor blog is getting the same treatment as my bikes and my legs. I glanced at the Redline, AKA Doo-Doo Brown and I swear it gave me puppy dog eyes. G's bottom bracket sounds like an angry donkey and my road bike still has frog guts on it from two months ago. As for my legs, well, my tights aren't just figuratively tights anymore.
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