Okay, maybe the name needs some work:
I bought a winter bike! That is, I took pity on Frenchie (aka Gertie) when, a couple days ago, I rode her through slushiness that turned her white and sad-looking. That kind of thing is hard to see on your favorite bike. So I purchased Winty, here, who was born to handle the slush. She is going to get salty and icy and possibly kicked around, but she will get me from point A to B like the good workhorse, born circa 1992, that she is. Take a look at those fenders! I am going to be so dry this winter. Starting tomorrow, when it rains!
Bike count up to three, not that you are counting.