I loaded Benjamin into the trunk and headed off to case mail for two hours. Such fun playing find the slot with 200 addresses that mainly do not have rhyme or reason in their order. But I like it. The others are pestering me trying to get me to work even slower but I just give it back to them.
I then filled the bike's tires and headed home. After I unloaded, the dogs and I took a ride to the mailbox. Guess what? I have no brakes! And the chain keeps jumping, not off, just like it is missing or something. We rode down to the highway and back. Now to find a place that will repair and replace what needs to be done to get it back on the road.
Best news is my butt survived!