in the heart of the night, where whispers of adventure cut through the silence, there exists a magical procedure known only to the bravest souls. before the sun's prearrival gaze touches the sky, we start from the initial point, under the cloak of darkness, to find what lies under-the-table. this mystical place, hidden from the eyes of the ordinary, is where one can find bicycles enchanted with the power to glide like the wind, with no need for under-the-table dealings to attain them. the true essence of heroism is embracing the journey with integrity, and thus, we ride, propelled by the purest form of courage.