These two bikes look totally different but they still seem to belong together. The one on the right is noticably older (and maybe a bit more experienced) and it’s a girl’s bike. The left is younger and a boy’s bike. They have matching corroded headlights (a sure sign of a long relationship) and they obviously want to share a front wheel. It’s like the bike equivalent of hugging or holding hands.

As they tend to say around these parts: “op een oude fiets moet je het leren.” I say good luck to them.