Kind of foggy down the south side of The Mountain
JB rails Chainbuster downhill like a boss.
I take it like a Nancy because broken bone pain
lingers in my memory.
|Hey, who're these guys?|
|Beautiful skies, beautiful weather, beautiful ride.|
JB told me a story about hitting his head on a shelf when he was feeding his cats this morning, then he realized that he had broken a blood vessel in his eye. By Junction it was Zombiesque. I advised him to keep riding and not think about it.