Drosentreter
I live for the CABE
Welp. I figured I’d share a bike that I saw at a local museum. The story goes that the local college band director rode it daily on a paper route as a kid, and when he passed away his family gave it to the museum with the instructions to do as they wanted. The museum still has his original newspaper bags. I was sure to let the museum know that if they go to toss it to the curb to give me a call(they frequently change displays in the museum, without much room to store old displays. Gives me hope) such a gorgeous bike. All original untouched.