About big jonny
The man, the legend. The guy who started it all back in the Year of Our Lord Beer, 2000, with a couple of pages worth of idiotic ranting hardcoded on some random porn site that would host anything you uploaded, a book called HTML for Dummies (which was completely appropriate), a bad attitude (which hasn’t much changed), and a Dell desktop running Win95 with 64 mgs of ram and a six gig hard drive. Those were the days. Then he went to law school. Go figure.
Flagstaff, Arizona, USA
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Abso-fucking-lutely. When all else fails, trust bikes.
I worked with a guy at a shop in college that would take taco’d wheels into the warehouse and whack them on a phonebook on the concrete floor. 90% of the time they’d true up into something rideable.
At the first shop I worked at in college, we had a wall that was open on the inside. We would use the gap between the window sill and the framing to re-bend rims. Got cheap taco’d wheels rideable most of the time…
Point is, just about any wrench likely has a buttload more integrity than your typical oft-quoted “reliable spokesman”.
I was once fond of a drawer in the work bench I called home for straightening wheels. I would de-tension with 1/8 then 1/4 turns all the way ’round, then “massage” her towards mostly straight, then bring her back up to snuff with the same 1/4 then 1/8 turns in the opposite direction.
Worked like a charm most of the time.