Introducing the next member of the fleet, Brutus.
Name: My name is Brutus Derelictus Bicyclitius, commander of the roads of North Yorkshire, General of the Treloar Legions, loyal servant to the true rider, Anna Marielius.
Brutus came to us in the summer of 2009, a savage, untamed beast with a history of hard combat in the London commuting rush. Brutus spent a rehabilitation year on the somewhat quieter streets of York, adapting to a quieter, more genteel pace of life, and developing a lasting, if not unlikely, relationship with a pink bicycle helmet.
Refreshed and renewed, Brutus now feels ready to tackle the challenging journey ahead. Brutus has undergone many changes in preparation for the trip, as his rider explains:
"Really, Brutus has changed so much, almost beyond recognition. So many new parts have been added- Brutus is a rough, tempestuous character, and I have had my worries about how he will interact with the new additions. I've chosen some sunny yellow handlebar tape for Brutus, just to encourage a happy, upbeat mindset, to help him through this difficult time of transition and re-evaluation of self-image. But Brutus is a soldier through and through, and will hold fast when the going gets tough."
Brutus said, "Grhmphrgh."