Thanks to Mr. P & MD for dragging me out this fine STL evening. Nothing a ride up top a 7th Street parking garage, down an Arch grounds hill and good ol' fashion river rocks sit can't cure. Good company, good fun...
And that lock ring ain't a slipping...turns out my cog was as loose as the fine lady Mr. P spotted, blowing that gent under the train bridge. Luckily the flip side of my wheel was open and all is sorted out. All systems go.
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