That’s right, “Velcro” is a verb now.
I was on a three day adventure ride this week. These fuckers kept wanting to come undone, but firmly stick themselves to the lining on the inside of my sleeves instead. This is deeply irritating.
That’s right, “Velcro” is a verb now.
I was on a three day adventure ride this week. These fuckers kept wanting to come undone, but firmly stick themselves to the lining on the inside of my sleeves instead. This is deeply irritating.
My jacket is an Alpinestars Halo. You can kinda-sorta already do that by hooking the sleeve cinches together, and with the weird kangaroo pouches both front and rear you could probably carry a significant amount of stuff in it.
You’d look like a berk doing it, though.
Meh, my bike is also a bit dirty. Not super worried about how it looks lol.