Game on.
The Bugle sounds and the charge begins
But on this battlefield no one wins
The smell of acrid smoke and horses breath
As I plunge on into certain death.
-Iron Maiden
Cross season is here, finally. No more wheel sucking, crying (well hopefully not as much), attacking in the feed zone, blocking, etc. Locally head up to Olympic Park and watch Bart Mang make it look easy. Sly should be going well too, make sure you call him Sly. Sly likes it when you call him Sly so when you see him say “Hi Sly, have a good race Sly, I will by yelling for you Sly”. Yaaa. Me, I am heading to Seattle and Portland to do some biz, get in some racing, and hang with El Gato, The Wolfe and Kelly.
I bought a new compressor today, don’t be hatin.
See ya in the funny papers.
