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If you have brifters or F3S as I call them, and you have a job, and are not a professional racer, I cannot take you seriously as a cyclist. In fact, I don't consider you a cyclist at all. You are a poseur who fantasizes about yowamushi pedal as he keeps a death grip on his hoods, like he's going to fall off the bike if he moved his hand position. Which, of course, he would. Instantly.
I don't even work and I have barcons because I ride so much, what makes you think you NEED F3S? You have a support van following you around everywhere? No, of course not. You gonna fix those somehow, when they jam? Course not. Because you don't have a Class III cleanroom and a CNC milling machine at your disposal. Nope. You'll take out your iPhone and call mommy to carry her home in her minivan.
>finicky, fragile fred shit
