Billie's clutch is still not right. I suspect it is getting tired. It's probably ready for new plates. It has seen a lot of shifts over the 19,000 plus miles. I'm confident there are more shifts in this clutch, but I'm taking it a little easier than I once did.
One of the things I like about the Symba is the places I can go with it. Tonight I rode into the sunset.
I took to the alleys to see if I could get even a better view.
It surprises me when I feel an internal bristle when someone calls my Symba a moped. Why should I take offense? I love its smallness. I appreciate how easy it is to walk into places between cars or dumpsters. I can even sneak onto a sidewalk for a short burst if I really need to.
Tonight I jigged and jagged through an alley or two, went a few yards the wrong way on a one way street, and this is what was waiting for me at the end of the alley.
- 35F/2C and mostly cloudy for the ride to work.
- 57F/14C with some clouds in the west for the home ride.