When FBM first started making frames, they weren't messing around. Their first frame (above) was an eight-pound behemoth, forged in the fires of Hell and named after THE Slayer song. It had dropouts like axe heads and a toptube like a Louisville Slugger. The only way to break it was to jump off a building.
Now? With your average rider as weight conscious (and musclebound) as Nicole Ritchie, FBM has "evolved" to serve the market with this—a five-pound frame that looks like every other frame on the market and is named after a Hall & Oates song. It's even drilled for Gyro tabs!
If this is evolution, I want no part of it.
