Ruby

this bike was dug out of my great uncles basement, my second cousin bought this bike when he was 16. less than a year before he died. it is now my girlfriends main steed, a rolling memorial i suppose.
it had some really shady drop bars, but now it has some sweet nitto bars, awesome plastic/rubber grips like every ones old bike used to have and sweet diacompe levers.

it just needs a new saddle now. one that doesn't destroy your reproductive capacity.