breaking bikes and facial scars

i like breaking stuff. the most must fun i had as a little shredder was building jumps and seeing if the bicycle would survive. on one day i broke mine, my friends and i was working on my mom's when my brother showed up and put an end to it. bicycle court and safety class was adjudicated when i tried to stop on a three speed with no brakes in front of a police officer

i had major plastic surgery in '85 after i bit it adjusting my bike as i cruised down the motorway. i was unconscious and a bus driver going in the opposite direction called 911. 5 hours later and 3 weeks of healing i was fixing the bicycle and hitting the road with it.

cyclocross is nothin' when i spent my tweens dragging a 10 speed across fields and embankments, riding it down railroad tracks and in sand and mud. i was made for cyclocross.

wirth classix flyer

http://mcf.net/misc/2008/Wirth%20Classic%20Cup%20Flyer.pdf

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do you know where your balaclava is?

out the door at 10:30 home at 11:15. easy singlespeed ride, longsleeves and wool sweater, still in shorts. nothing special, not much off-road in the dark of the moon. same route, like to be safe by sticking to the paths..... almost feels like cyclocross temperatures.

weather: 50 degrees, clear a little windy
time: 45 minutes