Yesterday I went into the local bike store to see about getting a new back tire, as the one I have now is getting worn out. They didn't have the one I wanted, but I was also in the market for a new helmet (my first helmet purchase ever, actually). After looking at the most expensive ones, I saw one for $39.99 (no tax in this state!). The price wasn't what convinced me, however. It was the name of the helmet (a Trek helmet) that really made my decision for me. It was called the Vapor, which is the name everyone down here in Ashland has me as in their cellphones, and the name I'm pretty much called by most of my friends here.
Seriously, my friends down here will start a sentence with, "hey Vapor", or "hey Vape". I'd say I'm called Vapor a large majority of the time, and it's a name I can live with I guess. As to how I got the name, well, I can't really say here.
So, there you have it, Dave gets a new bike helmet, and he's even planning on wearing it. But if I get in a crash and hit my head, I'll still think that it wouldn't have happened if I'd left my house a few seconds earlier (the time I would have saved by not putting on my helmet).
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