I’m never sure I’m drawing mirrors the right size, in spite of the fact that Jones’ bike (or one an awful lot like it) lives in my garage.  One way to solve that little dilemma is to actually put my ass in the saddle once in a while.

Which I did today, albeit for a pretty short ride. I rode the brutal three miles to work to pick up some stuff to plan tomorrow’s lessons. As I was walking back to the bike, I noticed how not big the rear view mirrors on it are. Then it came to me.

I actually got confused with speedometers, believe it or not. A few years ago I was reading a bike feature in Hot Bike about a build by Wink Eller of Wink’s Performance (Newport Beach?). When asked about the lack of a speedometer, his reply had something to do with getting speed reports at the drag strip or from the CHP.

Clearly had nothing to do with rear view mirrors, which is perfect since I didn’t have to steal Wink’s line for the strip.  I’m wildly guessing, however, that this little doozey isn’t unique to me either.