The Mayor declared: ‘He's been on that bike so long he's turning into one.'
Spider could only remain upright by moving forward. If he slowed to a stop, he toppled over.
The townsfolk grew used to their half-man half-bike. Spider spoke in a breathless whir. Walking uphill, his voice notched down a gear. His wife complained their lovemaking had become mechanical.
On the day Spider retired, everyone wore their right trouser legs tucked into their socks.