Summer is winding down, even here where we eat lotus 3x a day. I find meself looking for Fall. Let's get some tacky singletrack over here, boss. But as it stands, if you don't know about laying down fat skids through the duff for foot after foot? So much that when you leave hold of the rear brake and resume the pedaling it is a BUMP as you roll over your push pile? Then you don't know about the 3 Greatest Things In Life:
I been trying to get this through to the boy at the 'cross races. Not the part about the brakes, the part about the crushing of the enemies and the lamentation of der women.
You want to race?
I been trying to get this through to the boy at the 'cross races. Not the part about the brakes, the part about the crushing of the enemies and the lamentation of der women.
You want to race?
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