I was crushin' my way home on from my friends birthday
party in Williamsburg on sunday morning at 5:30 when
disaster struck. There was an unavoidable expansion
strip/dip/hole thing in the road that I hit head on at a
mightily impressive rate of speed. I rolled out of it, but
I started to hear a rhythmic clicking from my rear wheel.
Luckily, the only problem was a popped tube (because
aerospokes are bomb proof/heavy). I had all the tools I
needed to change the tube aside from another tube and a
pump, so I picked up my bike and hoofed it the rest of the
9 blocks to my apartment.
Not nearly as bad as Shanghai Bike Troubles, but enough
to make me laugh in frustration for 9 blocks.