Type

700c

Who wants hot babes pawing incessantly at them soliciting some unspeakable sweet whispers in your ear while you dodge dime after dime blazing a trail through an unprecedented annal of history, the name of it still hasn't been agreed upon but we know one thing for sure. You, mr rockstar are the creator of this awesome new period of time when saddled, babes are at awe and in vain futility as they try not to stare, helpless in such an endeavour. skirts fly up like an umbrella in Katrina as you lean back holding crisply to the eye blinding steel handlebars as they shimmer like that sequin dress you tried on when your sister wasn't home. Buy this bike and I'll buy the book you make from historical accounts of baddie bagging preformed by you unheard of since don Juan Demarco.