I know a guy who's last name is Wood, and who is a genius when it comes to working with wood, who I could all too easily match to a wooden bike that shares his first name (enlarge the one on the left and look at the decal). Oh, but I would not blame Mr Wood-I-love-wood for poo pooing those ridiculous lugs, in which case I might then steer him toward this wooden racer, or the wood and copper "bit-different" bike pictured beside it. Mr Wood is, after all, and in his own words, "a bit different", hey Mr Wood?
I actually don't know anyone who I could match to a bike worth $150000. If you're out there though, and if you like keeping much poorer friends, and if you like giving poor friends your money—
Neither do I happen to know anyone so wed to car culture that they would ride a mercedes. The option is there though.
Oh, but I do know some Betties. If you're reading this Zinny.