Dumb Bike, Dumber Owner 🤦‍♂️🚲

It all started with Patrick.
Not a person. A bike.
A junk Chinese gravel bike I bought for 600K from the cursed depths of Shitpee (yeah, Shopee)

Before it was Patrick, it was just… tragic.
White frame.

Shitty red decals that looked like knock-off fire graphics.
I thought stickers would save it.
So I went full Jaksel-core: anime, fake brands, nonsense logos.
It looked worse.

But I don’t know why…
I loved that damn bike.
Maybe because it didn’t care what it looked like.
It just kept rolling, no questions asked.

Then came the pain rides:

After all that, I said:

“You know what, this frame deserves better.”

So I called Psychloop in Darmawangsa:

“Bro, repaint this thing. Name it Patrick.”

Boom. Patrick was born.
A fresh coat of class over years of chaos.

While I was there, I made the dumbest smart move:
Bought MKS Solution pedals, pure Japan smoothness.
2x the price of the MXL frame.
Worth it?
Financially, no.
Spiritually? Yes.


Patrick’s Final Form:


What I Learned:


Catatan: Buat yang suka cerita cycling yang lebih dramatis, coba baca Audax 150KM Jakarta — chain putus, ban kempes, dan panas yang buat hallucinate.

Dumb bike. Dumber owner. Still riding.
💚 Still broke. Still proud. Still here.

#Sepedaan #Bacot