Dear Nitto 36cm B123s
You wedge me into traffic and give dodging new light. On the track, you keep me tight and slick. However - you hurt my shoulders. Neck pain, shoulder pain. But when I think about it more, I know that we weren't meant to be. I am demanding and you are stubborn. My legs tangle in your narrow steely curves when I skid.

At the start, we had such love for one another. Yet, I must say goodbye. I will give you the track. But the streets are for 38s.

Don't be angry, just know that I care much about you and do not want to further sour our relationship. I hope you understand and that we can still be friends.

keep in touch