Well, I didn't fall off.
Converted my ancient road bike to fixed (by, replacing the cranks. And the rear wheel. And, umm, the frame. I don't think my ever-loving wife noticed...).
That is one weird feeling. Getting on is a very strange experience, as you find your feet being inexorably rotated while you're trying to clip in. And stopping. Best avoided. There should definitely be a new law that allows people on fixed bikes to jump red lights, purely in the interests of safety.
It's lovely and silent, but you just *must* keep the legs turning. Everywhere I normally coast, I found myself being launched out of the bike.
Weird. Not sure if I like it or not. We shall see.
