Jon & I were riding home to get soft at each other for just a couple minutes before he went home, and I thought that he heard me when I said "we're going right up here baby" and he didn't & ran into my back wheel in the most minute of ways - we were going between 5 and 10 mph, probably. we ride low & slow sometimes. moving on, the derailleur hanger (the tiny teeny weeny baby part of the frame that sticks off the very back & holds the derailleur), which had been bent & then bent back into place many times, and I found out later, very seriously wrecked before I even owned it, bent all the way into the spokes, thrusting the derailleur in there, which then got thrown around the wheel, which then...
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