Flashy the wonder bike and her boy Tarik

Abandoned as a child in front of a dumpster at a warehouse live/work in the fruitvale district of oakland (there ain't no fruit there)

Seat badly chewed by large canine, possibly by the local heroin dealer's boxer

Wheels flat and chainguard bent, only hours away from a meeting with the garbage truck

WHEN

Local cyclist/garbage collector and compassionate individual, Tarik (boy), happened upon said object.

HE VOWED

he vowed to right this horrible wrong and make young flashy whole again

HE ALSO SPAKE

He spake unto the sky the people the clouds and trees:

and so she did....

an old 27" schwinn fork came from EVE, the roomate

a trip to alco scrap yielded a shiny stainless steel tube, as long, as straight and as true as a seatpost ever was

IN seattle, AT the archie mcphee store, A chance finding of $3, 10" 'tricycle' wheel

a tire and tube for said wheel PURCHASED on peidmont in oakland

a playskool spin the girl and make her ring bell from MacFrugals

To the workshop Tarik repaired and in due time he emerged....

HE EMERGED

he emerged with flashy the wonderbike, clean and fast and WOE...

woe unto those who do not understand where their center of gravity lies

for she shall flip them as surely as I write these words

for she still bears the dog scarred seat as a reminder of her life on the streets and she never

NEVER

never forgets.