So in the further adventures of Dave - he rode the bike like 10 miles to go see a girl he had a date with. He got there, she told him she was too busy or something, he rode back home - hit a gulley and crashed, ripping up his hands (I told him to wear his gloves)

A few days later, he came home and had somehow bent the chainrings on the crankset. R hammered them back flat.

This morning, he rode one of the commuter buses into the city with it, got off the bus, and the bus took off before he could get the bike off.

So, in 2 months or so - 2 crashes, 1 ripped tire & warped wheel, 1 set of bent chainrings (????), and a missing bike.