“I like to ride. Fixed gear, steel frame, no brakes. The bike cannot coast. The pedals never stop turning. Can’t stop. Don’t want to either.”
It’s kind of a silly movie, but with those six sentences, Joseph Gordon-Levitt’s Premium Rush character Wilee pretty succinctly states both the appeal and insanity of fixed-gear bikes.
The first time I saw the flick, as a New York City cyclist riding a traditional geared bike, I thought it was cool but crazy. I later spent time on a Pure Fix and a State 4130, but I never went “full fixie” — I left the front brake on and actually used it. But then, a few years back, I got hold of a Priority Ace of Spades in a fixie set-up. I don’t know if it was the name or the color or the smooth AF belt drive, but this time, I made the jump.
Riding with my buddy and fixed-gear guru Sarang, I learned to use the foot straps for abrupt, back-wheel-hop braking and for extended skids. I quickly removed the rear brake and, a year later, gained enough confidence to ditch the front one. My conversion was complete when I jettisoned the straps, replacing them with Shimano SPD clipless pedals and hitting the streets with a mindset that was literally full gas, no brakes. I’ve since switched out the flat bars for some funky, pink-taped PNW dropbars designed for gravel, leaning into my new identity as a fixie punk.
Now, as Priority launches one wild, very limited-edition fixie — the crit-ready Joker featuring a massive, 70-tooth, belt-driven front sprocket — I feel compelled to make the case for fixed-gear bikes, which have let me love cycling in a way gears just never could.
If you’re already thinking, this guy’s crazy, that’s fine. I don’t blame you. Fixies are, indeed, kind of crazy. But if you’ve ever been genuinely curious about the appeal, allow me to explain as best as I can.