The guy who builds wheels for me sparatically and turned me onto 16" moped tubes for my Monty had a horrible fire in his bike shop yesterday morning. There was an electrical problem with the AC that sent the place up in flames. Had I been able to I would have run into that place like Pee-Wee Herman and attempted to rescue the two unicycles that I knew of to be in there. Total estimated damage, $200,000.
Boy, that’s bad news.
I’m not afraid of much in life (I live a pretty subtle and boring life in Smalltown, USA) but of house or other structure fires, I’m deathly afraid.
Bruce Gilbertson
(actually Edwards but I hope to fool the lottery next NAUCC and win a unicycle)