After nine months of the poor thing sitting in the garage, wondering where the love went as I consistently chose the other bike, my little white Rebel went to live with his new owner today, someone who will ride him and care for him, and polish him till he sparkles in the sunlight.
I'd say I'll miss that little bike, but truly, I'm just glad someone else was thrilled to be able to ride off on him. And the exchange of cash wasn't a bad thing, either. We are now this much closer to a down payment on a house.
At this rate, we'll be moving in 18 more years!