Wednesday, July 21, 2010

And They Said It Couldn't Be Done

Joel Smith from the Inlander rode his bike around Hillard today and has his rear tire and rim punctured by the handle of a rasp file. Check out the pictures on his blog entry.

How do you do that?

8 comments:

Pat S said...

Through the rim. Holy hell, that's awesome.

Anonymous said...

I'd like to say "taint a tang," but that might make me an asshole.

Drew said...

Only in Hillyard... I was on Market and Wellesley yesterday buying a can of coffee at a gas station. The cashier asked if I wanted anything else. I replied "no thanks." He slid a large shiny knife (shank?) out of a counter top drawer and used the tip to flick the price tag off. Why the knife was necessary to remove the little price sticker I don't know.

John Speare said...

Hold up on the Hillyard bashing here -- the streets of SPokane are strewn with shit -- I ride through an industrial bit of the back side of East Central every day. There's plenty of opportunity to destroy my tires.


I wasn't there, so maybe there's more than meets the eye here, but when you run over the a hunk of road crap that big, the neighborhood is not the one to blame. Just sayin'

And I'm the last to get all high-horse on pilot-error puncture events.

More importantly, I'm glad Joel is ok -- if that monster got lodged in his front wheel, he could've realy gotten hurt.

Anonymous said...

New slogan?

Spokane: where the streets are lined with shit and tang.

John Speare said...

Near tangy shit, near perfect.

Anonymous said...

Lurid puncture, nerd rapture

Pat S said...

Anon 3: Damn fine use of four words, you elegantly nailed the whole conversation.