once again, taking a close look at things proves to be remarkably worthwhile.

I FIXED MY BIKE!

Or in more specific terms, I figured out what's wrong with it and am avoiding using the broken part. Close enough! I have mastered you, mechanical enigma! Bow down before me, puny gears! Let's go for a ride on the Hawthorne trail... I promise I will most likely not grind you hideously against one another. Assuming the front wheel has now decided to always turn in the same direction as the handlebars, I should be fine.

Someone please buy me a car.

I'd be even better at fixing that than a bike.