Monday, April 06, 2009

No Camera, No Glory

Pre KISS tattoo halfpacker when it was only a little illegal to ride on the tennis courts.

So I'm riding flat at Ass Park yesterday when all of a sudden I pull the best fucking halfpacker of my life. I'm talking long, smooth, in and out clean, you know the kind you want to end your video part with. And of the thirty or so skate and bike rats there do you think any of them happen to have caught it on film? Nope. The enormity of the moment was not lost on a few who did bare witness. The chosen ones promptly let me know about it immeadiatley after in the form of rucous applause. It won't be in my video part, but I'll take it.

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