Yeah, you know it.

Here's a story about bicycles: I love'em.

I made some new friends yesterday.They're all pretty cool except for the Buzz Light Year looking dude that accused me of being from Jersey. I'm from Pennsylvania, and in case you aren't aware: The West side of PA, (where I'm from) is considered Pennsyltucky whereas the East side is Pennsyljersey. Nope, I don't know the Plywood Hoods but I did break my leg at Woodward once!

Hey, I can take some abuse. Everyone has to be the F.N.G. at least once in their life.

Anyway, I'm pretty stoked to be riding with these guys. Hopefully, someone will remind me that it's not 1989 anymore and that it's time to quit doing tailwhips. Honestly, I'm having a blast and this crew is a HUGE inspiriation. It's just a shame that I quit riding for so long. It never really left my blood though, and now I'm back in the game.

Rock On.