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| It was a perfect day for a ride, 80 degree's, low humidity and sunny skies. Unfortunately my bicycle didn't think so, I hadn't noticed that the chain had started to rust after sitting a week in the garage, with all the rain and humidity. The grinding noise that it was making as I rode, got me to the point that I finally said enough and headed home to take care of it. |
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| Freaking chip seal on Carpenter st, one of my favorite roads to ride. Ruined for at least six months. |
