The vast majority of folks who get around town on two-wheeled vehicles don't pedal about on no-name cycles -- instead, they attack the city's hills on precious $1,000 Bianchi racing bikes and titanium Cannondales that cost more than the first car you ever drove. As a consequence, San Francisco's repair shops have developed a rather nasty snobbishness about the machines they'll deign to touch, and should you drag in your disabled old Huffy or pieced-together Frankenbike, they'll furrow their... More »
