Au revoir Peugeot

My 1969 Peugeot looked great in my house... the basket, the kelly green steel frame... pretty enough to hang on the wall. But to make it across the finish line for the 204 mile ride- I need a racing bike. Peugeot wasn't one for speed. Or hills. and it wasn't a "lightweight". This new bike I am growing to love, but it just isn't the same. My new bike- Takara, doesn't remind me of weekend markets and flower picking. THIS new bike is serious. Serious is good. huh?

Peugeot was worth a pretty penny too - and alas bills were calling. A lucky craigslister got it. I only hope one day my beloved Peugeot and I will meet again...