Bob, I doubt it sees all that many miles. I live in the sticks and that means loading that tank to take it out to pavement every time. I think when I take the wife out to the Rail-To-Trails bike paths like Mr. B. rides...that's when it will see service time.
I never cared for yellow and this thing shows every damned grease smear or black mark like a neon sign. Still, it's growing on me a little. Thanks for the compliment on the color.
The bike cleaned up pretty easily and I think I'll like how it rides when I get one of my training buds on the back. Tandems can be rocketships with two in-synch riders hammering away on the open straight stretches. Unfortunately, the climb like rocks. Actually, more like a box of rocks on the steep stuff. I'm going to be spending a lot of climbing time on my ass in a little gear unless I find a strong, coordinated stoker.
If you've ever seen and heard a captain bark out a, "One! Two! Hup!", and both riders jump up like they were one body and then sprint a tandem up a hill...rocking that 35-40 pounds of mass like it was a carbon single...well, you haven't lived. It's a sight to see. Really good tandem teams are one of cyclings most awesome things to watch race. It's thrilling to the max.