With a couple of old inner tubes and a nice wide berth, Bullitt and I managed to bring Linus home. My shed's been pretty empty lately with many of my bikes being laid up with injuries--flats, stripped bottom brackets, bad bolts, etc. This is what happens when I don't hang out enough at Practical Cycle. Thankfully, my dad changed Linus's tire while I was at work and I got it back home safe and sound! I think I looked odd enough that no one questioned my set up.