I did a bad bad thing last night. I bought a bicycle from a homeless person. I'm fairly certain it was stolen, but I wanted it real bad. I have a few bicycles, but I don't have one like this one. I scored a Miyata. It's an old Mountain bike made by the original Miyata manufacturer. The company began making bicycles after the Japanese were prohibited from making guns. The bike has a triple butted steel frame. I'm going to rebuild it, frame up. I took it for a ride today, and it is quite possibly the most responsive steel bike I have ever ridden, even with bad tires. This bike is more fun to ride than my road bike. I'm so happy, and yet so guilty.