Tossed and Found

It is with mixed feelings that I announce the end of my relationship with my beloved Delilah. Sniff sniff. We had some great times together, her and I. I will miss skidding around on her coaster brakes. And doubling my drunk friends on her back. And the cheerful ding dong of her giant bell that made me feel like I was driving the damn Dairy Belle. I will not however, miss Christopher yelling at me to keep up the pace. Or having to drag her 100 lb metal ass up every incline.



I will be moving on to greener pastures (quite literally). Delilah will be replaced by this sweet new bike I found leaning against a tree for someone to adopt. Behold this 70s girly Peugot. With gears. Now I only need to find the perfect name.