Thursday, August 13, 2009

An Existential Crisis

A few weeks ago my bicycle suffered a bit of a catastrophic existential crisis. After 12 years of dutiful, thankless service the hub of my rear wheel decided it was fundamentally tired of being, and rather suddenly, it ceased to be. Given the tensions and stresses on this little piece of titanium, it was a bit of an explosive event.

The people at the bike shop were amazed at the failure, and had never seen a wheel break in such a fashion. I kept the broken wheel as a trophy.

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