Yesterday I had occasion to remove my handlebars. When I put them back on I was apparently distracted. They were not precisely perpendicular.
Egad – crooked on top of crookedThe state of them came to light today on my ride. It didn't affect handling (even when I deigned to use them). It did, however, prompt a philosophical discussion with myself during the course of the ride. As someone with actual, not jokey OCD, how bothered was I? Enough to fix it – a trivial matter? Perhaps I might prefer them askew for a spell, both as maintenance CBT and as an editorial comment on the state of the world.