It's the usual sad story. Upon graduation dad buys them a shiny new
Mercedes-Benz which has a ton more appeal to them than the trusty old
Trek. Plus a credit card or big check. Afterwards they buy themselves
the matching attache briefcase, some nice suits, silk shirts, ties,
tassel shoes and whatnot. Then they dump their bikes and all the other
stuff and never look back. Meaning they also typically don't ride much
anymore.
I got my bikes via a huge peg board in the hallway of the largest
cantina of my university. Luckily that came without an obligation to eat
there. No Treks back then, it was all department store road bikes which
lasted about a year each.
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Regards, Joerg
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