I banged the heck out of my rear wheel at some point. The wheel seems ok, but the true of the wheel has seen better days. It kinda looked like a silver record left a bit too long in the back seat of your parents station wagon.

Stopped in at HC and the guys could not have been more helpful. If everywhere I had to be in life was as relaxed and knowledgeable as that place, I would go more places.

Jim said it looked like I had lost some weight. Sure, you're thinking, smooth sales mans ploy. But I have dropped several pounds and proceeded to bore them with the details. And not once did I detect the hard to pull off 'yawn with your mouth closed cause we are polite but please God strike me down now if this goes on much longer' reaction that normally greets me when I start to talk.