No, it’s not the weird transformer thing, but another recumbent much like my old one. Like a puppy to replace the old, tired dog. The old bike still works, just barely, with everything on it just about done for. I’ve gone through too many generations of bike computers to track the mileage, but I guess the Self-Propelled Lazyboy carried me about 30,000 miles including my 13,400-mile perimeter tour.

Our neighbor Phil took pity on the SPL and carried it away to the old bike’s home.