Yesterday, biking to work with about two mintues to get there, my bike died. The rear wheel cover thing, rammed into my spokes, bringing my bike to a crashing halt. I didn't have time to fix it then since I had to be at work, so I stuck it in some trees in someone's yard, planning on getting it after work. After work, it was pouring rain so I got a ride home. I just went to 47th Street to pick up my bike and now it is not there. That brings the number of bikes lost this year to two. Two and counting.