I don't know if you've noticed— maybe you have? Seeing that your own back is sprayed with enough road grime that it looks like you've rolled around in a heap of diarrhea, it seems like you must have. Yet you soldier on, playing toughguy year-round-bike-commuter straight through the rainy season with puny little detachable fenders. Well, it's mid-way through November now, so all you jerks need to get serious and buy something better. That clip-on shit will not cut it and I'm tired of being sprayed in the face as I ride behind you.
Get a Better Fender, Assholes
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