cap'n
Junior Member
A neighbor in my building called me yesterday while I was at work to say "hey the parking lot's flooding, and it's up to the chain on your bike." I had taken the company shuttle out here to work, which means going home happens on the hour, and takes 1:15 total. I sprinted out the door and caught the 3:00 shuttle, the subway, and the bus, and got home at 4:15 to find this:
It was a little over a foot deep at the rear wheel. I pulled the cover off, pushed the bike up to slightly shallower land, started it up and drove it out to a different lot. Drove in this morning to work, and all's well. Chain still looks good, wheels still roll cleanly on the center stand (bearings didn't seem to suffer... "Sorry, girl - daddy couldn't get home any quicker!"
It was a little over a foot deep at the rear wheel. I pulled the cover off, pushed the bike up to slightly shallower land, started it up and drove it out to a different lot. Drove in this morning to work, and all's well. Chain still looks good, wheels still roll cleanly on the center stand (bearings didn't seem to suffer... "Sorry, girl - daddy couldn't get home any quicker!"