Fun, fun fun! Went on a bike ride to Greeley to JB's (an old drive in diner like Sonic, except the real deal, not a recreation), and then down US34 towards Loveland and about 5 miles out of Greeley, my throttle cable broke! More exactly, the Boss where the cable attaches to the throttle grip broke so I managed to pull over (after gesturing madly at the idiots in the right lanes who were ignoring my turn signal!!!!!)
to the shoulder and patch it back together enough to hopefully get me home. I got about halfway home and it popped again, so I patched it back together and made it home. UGH!! I have never been so gingerly with the throttle in all my life, but I accelerated slower than a 95 year old merging onto the interstate in rush hour traffic!!!
