Join Date: Nov 2004
Bikes: don walker, redline, TBD
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No, I'm not talking about what goes on when  meets me at the track
I'm talking about waking up early, slurping down a few cups of coffee, meeting Steaktaco at Dunkin Doughnuts, riding the train for 70 minutes to Kenosha Wisconsin, getting to the track and having a giant thunderstorm rip open over us...
...fortunatly we figured it was going to rain to packed up our gear and drove down the street and were covered by the roof of a wonderful little mexican joint, sucking down Tecates and making a dent in an AMAZING lunch buffet that only cost $5.99.
Josh was super cool and drove us back to Northbrook where we talked **** about a few people, talked about bikes, and watched Steaktaco learn how to do a no-handed trackstand.
90 minutes later the train back to chicago arrives and they split steaky and I up on seperate cars. sniff sniff. I had to sit between a bunch of wasted high school girls (damnit, they weren't even hot!!!) and some 23 year old ******bag "thug" white kid (also wasted) who was bragging about his 8 month stint in county jail for his 3rd felony. Awesome. thanks to this face****, i now have headache.
IT BETTER NOT RAIN TOMORROW. I NEED MY VELODROME FIX!!!
That, my friends, is why today = veloSUCK.
ps. thanks again  for that nice thing you did.