My perfect winter bike really exists, and I just bought it
For years, I’ve ridden the same winter commuting bike, which I affectionately, but sometimes derisively, refer to as my p.o.s.: a crappy 20-year-old mountain bike whose best days were in the last century. While I do have a soft spot in my heart for this bike, that spot often grows hard. The machine is an …
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