On Thursday, I went to a biker bar near my house and met some bikers. One of the bikers said he was going to a bike show at the convention center by Qwest Field. Since I like bikes and I can throw a rock at Qwest Field from my loft, I suggested he take me with him. He did and that’s how I found this beauty:

If I wasn’t so hell-bent on buying the most expensive car I could realistically someday own, I might have looked into getting my very own zebra bike for fun and transportation. Oh, and I also heard it rains here sometimes.

2 Comments

  1. Anonymous says:

    Well duh, the solution is obvious. Convert the casket rollers in the back into a steam catapult for the zebra bike.

    Landing might be a little trickier, but do I have to think of everything here?

  2. Becca says:

    Good words.