Originally Posted by TimArchy
I don't think I've played a night without banging my rear wheel on the ground to get it true enough to spin in the frame.
that's what i'm talkin about. curbjobs keep the game going. pain and glory. blood and guts. beer and whiskey. that's "****** bike golf" for you.
"pain is weakness leaving your body." - o.g. Axles of Evil adage. and to whoever said "messengers didn't start anything", you don't know what you're talking about. This ain't the same game that imperialist british soldiers in pakistan came up with. I wrote these rules. this ain't sport of kings, it's the sport for messenger dirtbags.