The head mechanic is rendered speechless as I present him with the previously boxed bicycle I’ve just assembled.
After staring in stunned silence for a disconcerting length of time, he finally, excruciatingly tears his gaze away from the machine in front of him to deliver his verdict.
“I’m impressed” he chokes, voice trembling with either laughter or hysteria, “I had no idea it was possible to get it THAT wrong!!” Continue reading
Cycling in a skirt 