Sometime in a galaxy far, far away

happy people lived with beautiful xc bikes.
They had only one standard for all kind of metal shit.
They could help each other, change parts and bikes weren't a piece of useless crap after a blink of an eye.

You decided to look closer.
And that's what you see...

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That's what we altogether saw on that bike:
Share it please.
If you do computer administrating in a bike-company's office, make a startpage for everybody. Some beer will find you.
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