This is just a bicycle, not a ticket to your dreams. It's not a romantic poem immortalized in black and white photography. It doesn't notice if you're suffering nobly through wind and rain or care if your ride is epic enough. But it does leap forward when you push the pedals, it dives and carves and sprints. It gives back exactly what you put in. And of course it can make you feel really damn awesome.

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