I ended up at Omaha Bicycle Co. at 6015 Maple Street in Omaha. There my bike was serviced by Vince Asta, a man with a mustache so epic it once made the local paper.
He and a young lady named Sarah Johnson (possibly related to the cop? I forgot to ask) fixed me up with coffee, baked goods, and a new rear rim.
Trinidad asked me if I was good for money before he left. He struck me as the sort of guy who works hard for his money and doesn't have a lot to spare. I've been there myself, so I told him not to worry about it.
Vince and Sarah told me the repairs would be about $100.00 but by the time I was done telling stories, they knocked it down to $58.00. Just parts, really. Vince even went so far as to take the rim off of another bike since he didn't have the part needed on hand.
They told me a few stories of their own, gave me some route advice through the city, and if I ever go through Omaha again you can be sure I'm dropping in to see them. Take care, you guys, and thanks again. :)
Thought for the day: Evidently the wheel was the only thing damaged. Makes sense as the bike was still upright when it was hit. I must have just made it out of there, though.
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