Ouch!

I laid my MTB up against a wall this afternoon and watched it bump repeatedly against it as it slid down leaving a whole bunch of mighty impressive scrapes along the top tube. What's remarkable I how calm I am about the whole thing. I've never truly bonded with this bike. It's lovely a Kona Kula but it's not an extension of me like my previous stolen one a Kona Caldera. Big mistake upgrading I think in hindsight. Ce la vie. It's an object nothing more.