... he was looking for a soul to steal. He was in a bind cos' he was way behind; he was willin' to make a deal. Well, Zeke came along; he knew what was goin' on, and invited him home for a meal. Afer a burger and fries, the Devil began to realize that he was no match for Zeke's faith. In his frustration, he ran off and left his Bandersnatch.
And so that is how Zeke ended up riding a 29'er and since has converted to the Big Wheel. I must say, I was skeptical about Zeke's decision to go big. Especially since his previous bike was a 5 inch travel Epiphany. But after riding with him last week and listening to him rave about its handling and speed, I guess I was wrong. I only hope he continues to enjoy it, especially after our journey to Arkansas next week to race the Ouachita and then ride the Syllamo.
The change is even to my benefit as I got a sweet deal on a set of DT Swiss 190 hubs and Stan's ZTR rims. With this I will even be able to shave some more weight off Stumpy.