Bicycles are like women. Gorgeous and curvy, different, subtle. Some with complicated (gear)changes, others simple, take'Em and leave. Some beautiful and unique. Others mass produced. Some from the most noble and expensive materials, others as simple as it gets. Some worth fighting for, others we just leave around...
In All Saints' Day the motto here will be: Let all the bicycles come to me!
There will be bicycles around here. One per day, unless the time demands for more. The contributions of friends and foes are welcome. And when we reach the thousand bikes? Then will ride our ones into the sunset!