I found these images of a BMX i found dumped in a ditch in Rättvik a couple of years ago. It was impossible to leave behind, and with an effort of moby dickish proportions, i actually brought it home to Stockholm.

Some year later, the building i lived in was cleaning out the bike room from bikes they assumed was trash. I’m guessing this precious piece of perfect decay was the first to go.

A sad end of what seems like an extraordinary bikelife.