Tito is the girl on the bike. Her real name is Nellie and she’s my daughter. Many Dads who fall in love insanely with their first born daughter and can’t really find a decent way to express their overflowing emotions, scream all kinds of unclear sounds. Mine was: titotitotito, which eventually was shortened to Tito, her nickname, which was tattooed in an epic love ceremony with my wife on my and hers arm. Tito was a little bit embarrassed to ride with me on those romantic bikes, because in our small town everyone has the most extreme race and mountain bikes, but she agreed to go on them (not anymore, btw) if I’ll tell her the stories she heard from so many people about Max Brenner, but could never experience or taste herself, because she was never there since she was a little baby growing up in NYC. So that’s Tito and that’s how she got on the bike and she wanted to add that she was never embarrassed by the bike only because I was getting excited and talking way too loud.