I Officially Accept the Dumbass of the Year Award

Well the story starts in the GEAR column. I bought the perfect City bike. I won't get too into it here but there is a difference between a Townie and a City bike (also covered in GEAR )Anyway the perfect city bike for me was a Lemond Poprad Disc 2006. Really very hard to find. It took me a few weeks of intensive searching nationwide to find the proper size and bike at the right price. I finally found it just in time to tool around the neighborhood and fall inlove with my purchase. Of course I had to do a few modifications and recable the whole thing, finally the night before our trip up north the bike was ready for serious service and I had to show her off.
In tangled with this overhaul was another project that would lead to catastrophe. I was trying to set up the garden for automated watering a mere 36 hours before our departure. NOT a good idea. As a triathlete I know not to try anything new on race day, but I ignored every bad feeling and pressed on with my project. Several trips to both the Homedepot and Lowes later I had the gardens ready for watering. Along the way I had to replace outdoor spigots, piping, and had to return at least two timer. More bad signs. The darkness loomed and I thought I had claimed victory. I even disassembled the whole bike on an overhaul that night and got it back together before dawn. That bike fought me the whole way. A simple recable took me three hours - another bad sign.
I had left the addition of an additional bike rack until the morning... halfway through mounting the rack I was distracted by checking on my watering greatness. There was no watering - the timer was a dud. Another trip to Homedepot and more agricultural purgatory, and I was left with what I had started with in the beginning.
Now we were late and still had errands to run. I threw the bikes on top of the car, locked down the expensive ones but had no lock for the new bike and no time to find one.
An hour and a half later after detours we were finally on 696, a busy four lane highway, we were free doing 70mph in the center lane, then the wheels came off - literally.
The wheels of the Poprad came off the roof of the car. There was a loud thud and clunk. Profanity was abundant and then a wheel of the bike was visable in the rear view mirror. A second later the bike was spinning across traffic in the center lane. I pulled the car over to the shoulder, got out and ran.
There it was, orange and intact in the center lane. I ran thinking it might be OK. I could fix it. As I got closer, it got clipped on the wheel - the wheel exploded. I thought - I can fix that too. Then it happened. 70mph Bike vs Cadillac the whole bike exploded. I thought - Sh!# - what's left. Then it was hit again and again. I wanted to cry. A grown man, on the side of the road, wanting to cry over his bike. If you don't understand, you never will.
I was able to haul the mangled wreckage off the highway - there was nothing to be salvaged - nothing.
After collecting my bike off the highway I was escorted by the Police to the motorist that had dealt the fatal blow to the bike - they had a flat tire - thank God nobody was hurt. Charles was the Coolest Cat ever. No hard feelings, no anger, just sorry he ran over the bike. The cops were great, they just wanted to see the wreckage which was stuffed in the trunk.
The toll: One (new to me) 2006 Poprad Disc obtained from Colorado and modified with all the good parts in my basement over about 20hrs, and one 22" tire. Off a Cadillac.

Is this a homeowners claim or a Drivers? Either way, I'm a Dumbass because in trying to get my sprinklers to work I forgot to reattach the wheel strap and at 70mph the bike took flight.
Anybody got a 55cm 2006 Poprad for sale? I'm looking.