Bold move trying to ride it home! I almost scored a bike but I waited too long, just holding out hope its rightful owner grabbed it (hah). I think my old roommate's score was the best though. It had been dumping rain for days as it often does during Boulder springs. He came home from walking the dog with a Schwinn he had found in the creek! I imagine it was stolen and dumped for quite a while from the looks of it, and the creek flooding in the storm washed it down.

So it became another learning bike for me. I picked up a few parts for it, namely was missing a grip shifter, rebuilt the bottom bracket, rode it a few times because my girl wasn't done at the time I don't think. Then we gave it to a friend of his and she decided not to lock it up once outside a grocery store in Denver (and we gave her lock) so that was the end of that. I was really mad because we worked hard and put good money into it. "I couldn't find a place," is a really, really weak excuse. I kind of liked that little bike, it was fun for being a department store bike.