We all the love the story, don't we, of the poor schmo who works overtime all week, maybe skips a few meals, just to afford new parts for the bike he's building. Weekends, holidays, late into the night, he's in an unheated garage, working by the harsh light of a bare 100-watter, busting knuckles, cursing problems, catching cat-naps next to bike, somehow gettin' it done?

This isn't that story...