I remember losing my car (my brother borrowed it and burned out the transmission fucking around. Totaled it. Thanks bro) and just trying to get around on bicycle during commute hours was pretty bad. My town hadn’t heard of bike lanes yet and riding on the street was a good way to get clipped by a pickup. I lucked into a POS Ford that cost $50, was held together with duct tape and I got ripped off, but it ran. Put a new radiator in it, pawned it off on the next schlub, and got something that wasn’t a deathtrap. But those were some rough months.
I remember losing my car (my brother borrowed it and burned out the transmission fucking around. Totaled it. Thanks bro) and just trying to get around on bicycle during commute hours was pretty bad. My town hadn’t heard of bike lanes yet and riding on the street was a good way to get clipped by a pickup. I lucked into a POS Ford that cost $50, was held together with duct tape and I got ripped off, but it ran. Put a new radiator in it, pawned it off on the next schlub, and got something that wasn’t a deathtrap. But those were some rough months.