Sadly I discovered that the Blue Bomber had a flat tire, and I managed to pull off the road into a bike shop just as the rain picked up. A Thai boy that recently had an unfortunate face/road encounter (presumably due to one of the many souped-up motoscooters nearby) made quick work of the situation with a well-practiced hand. In no time he had located the puncture, pulled the tiny metal burr, and clamped down a very cool flaming press thing that presumably sealed the hole for good. After the rain stopped, I was off and running.