A few weeks back I came across a mid 80's Schwinn World Sport road bike...12 speed, 27" tires, this thing probably never got ridden. The gears were all looking like they had zero wear, rims had no signs whatsoever of having had the brake pads applied, the tires were rotting and I had to scrape the rubber from the inside of the rims with a wooden stylus... upon starting to ride her I found that the shift cables had never been stretched in, and after about a hundred miles had to do a minor tune up to the bike. The paint is a beautiful light blue with a few dings/chips here and there from it's many years of sitting, but there are no signs of rust anywhere, so this bike was stored somewhere dry, probably climate controlled...
Today I set out on a ride in somewhat rainy conditions, with my phone and wallet secure in ziplock bags, and about three miles in I went down HARD on a bridge, approached the wooden planked bridge after a series of hard S curves, and had way too much speed and lean when I encountered the wet bridge with greenish brown, very slippery wooden structure.
The bike shot out from under me and I went down on my right side bouncing and then rolling onto my stomach after skidding along to a stop, the bike was about ten or so feet ahead of me on the tarmac. The skin on my right elbow was gone and my right hip has a bruise about the size of a softball with scrapes going down to my knee...felt good rinsing that elbow with the iced water I had in my bottle.
Got out my tools and straitened out the handlebars, and then continued on my way

Ironically, I just happened to wearing my crash test dummy riding shirt today

Not many other nutbags out there, but there were one or two I saw, waving to each other with that knowing...maniacal look in our eyes

All in all it was a good day, once I found my P3 that was flung from its holster and rolled along into the grass...luckily, no scratches
