NONE OF THE PREVIOUS STORIES ARE SAD! But they reminded me of one. About 12 or 15 years ago at the Fat Tire Trading Post, I sold a chap a Raleigh Superbe, with beautiful original rootbeer brown paint, it had everything, fenders, chainguard, rack, and it was mint. One day the lad came back to the store with his bike. His fenders were all pounded and dented, I asked him what happened and he said that he was at a drum circle and got carried away, it looked like he tried to turn them into Lefol fenders with a sledge hammer. Chris Ioakimedes Marin County California The true home of the Grateful Dead! I went to school with Miki Hart's kids, lived near Jerry, and worked for Phil once.