I bet it's an inner tube. All my innertubes are knitted for me by my Wife. In general they're great, although I do have to carry a needle and some yarn around to darn them in case I get a puncture.
That feeling you get when you are inadvertently staring at someone on the pavement from the top deck of a bus, and they suddenly turn round and look straight back up at you?
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