botto thrashed, broke the bike, then caught public transit across town to watch the f***ing champs at johnny brendas. in spite of his injuries he still went through with the hill climb time trial the next day. battered knees, torn up arms, and all. as far as i'm concerned robert is a f***ing champ. all of this helps elevate the badassedness of thrashin' thursday. many are jazzed about this coming week. after the ride, a bunch of us were standing around at love park talking about the long ride. some dude overheard us and walked over asking, "excuse me. is this some kind of urban biking class?" what a night.