My ex husband drove our bikes under the awning of a hamburger place. His bike is a lot taller than mine and it got the worst of the damage. The roof also did not come out very well. My computer broke so that needed a little repair.
It scarred me for life, tho, so now when the bikes are on the roof, I am paranoid.
My DH (just married) refuses to put the bikes on my roof rack for that reason, though. We take the truck we keep for that reason. Hmmmm...doesn't trust his Madone and my Pinarello to the roof rack.....





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