So I finally have something blog worthy. Today I was biking home from work as I do, minding my own business and enjoying the beautiful weather. I come to W 1st St in North Vancouver - a nice flat stretch of road with limited traffic and a chance to hold a decent uninterrupted pace. I usually hold around 37km/h here but today I was feeling particularly good and thought I would see if I could hold 40km/h. I gear down and hold on to my dropped bars and with a nice tail wind I easily bring it to 40, 42, 44, 45, 46... I hit a little bump and SNAP! Brief panic, wobble, wobble, wobble, coast to a slower speed and take a look at what happened:

I actually snapped the bar right off!

I don't know how I didn't bite it, I guess I'm a lucky guy. The brakes and shifters still worked so I shifted down to an easy gear and coasted the rest of the way home.

Considering my speed and the hardness of concrete I would say that was one of the scariest moments I've had on the bike. I'm happy to still have all my limbs in good working condition but am not looking forward to the repair bill.