Yesterday, 11:37 AM
This is getting interesting. Where I heard my bike get louder is on a very particular stretch of The 405 South that the boss rides on the way to his office.
Half-joking, I texted him to look out for a chunk of metal on the freeway and that my baffle fell out. He replied back that he saw it on the shoulder this morning.
I’ll be on that section later this afternoon on my way home. I don’t know if he’s pulling my leg or not, but I’ll keep my eyes peeled for it.
Half-joking, I texted him to look out for a chunk of metal on the freeway and that my baffle fell out. He replied back that he saw it on the shoulder this morning.
I’ll be on that section later this afternoon on my way home. I don’t know if he’s pulling my leg or not, but I’ll keep my eyes peeled for it.
You know what? I actually would like a pickle.
