(Thirteenth in a series of stories about every bike I've ever owned.)
My little 3 mile commute was on a flat bike path so I ended up spending most of my time on the old fixie instead of the new lime green rain bike. Then I moved to Portland and had a bike/bus commute, meaning the bike was mounted on the front of the bus and totally exposed to the grimy, gritty freeway. A perfect job for old Limey.
After a few thousand miles, I sold it partly because its maximum speed was about 12mph and partly because I had a friend who wanted to try commuting. Occasionally I see it locked up around town. It had a bright yellow handlebar bag and black fenders. The one pictured is from the internets. I never did take a photo. Lesson learned: photograph all bikes!