Eventually, if you have roof racks, you will forget you have something up top and nasty things will happen. "Eventually" caught up with me on Tuesday night. After picking up my daughter I headed home after a long days work. She was talking to me about something, I can't remember what, and as I eased my car into the garage I hear the sound of 80's metal on vinyl siding and I'm not talking about Poison.
I quickly throw the car into reverse, as if to try and undo what has happened, only to find my beloved Dumpster Fixie bent and stretched towards the rear of the vehicle. It was a sad sight to behold.