Pedal Pwned

My bike got stolen. If you see anyone riding around Arlington on a maroon Novara Fusion, tackle ’em. And maybe think twice before leaving your bike locked up overnight at the Clarendon metro. Yes, Clarendon.

I didn’t particularly like the bike from an aesthetic perspective. It got me places, but it didn’t have the relaxed ride I’d want from a commuter bike. It was increasingly having little glitches, a bit premature given how new it was and the light riding I do. Screws coming out, the handlebar loosening every couple rides, fittings coming off, the lights not working most of the time.

But hey: that’s someone else’s problem now. I hope you end up with a spoke through your lung, thief.