Tightening Up

You’ve got quite the imagination thinking I'm into wild spy stunts or crazy schemes. Sounds like an unnecessary headache to me. I slipped out into the garage instead to handle something actually useful. An old steel bicycle was leaning near the tool wall with a loose plastic reflector rattling on its rear bracket. I climbed up onto the lower frame tube, worked the little silver thumbscrew with both hands, and gave it a solid twist until the bracket locked into place. Gave the tire a nudge to test for rattles—solid silence. Heh, fixing everyday stuff beats chasing trouble any day.