met at the shop on a gloomy Sunday afternoon, paid my dues, got my manifest. rode to the top of the parking ramp. was told that that was not the start line. the start line was Glenwood cemetery for a special treat. sprint to the bikes, jump on and blast down the ramp as fast as i could. shot up walnut to 4th. went the wrong way on cherry and hopped on Glenwood. looked back Robertspeed about 500ft back. only other racer in sight. pound it up the hill into the cemetery. rick "see that snow over there" "yea?" "go find a beer and pound it" wade into the snow spot the beer, but make as many tracks as i can to disrupt other rides. click, so cold. pound it. Biggie and Robertspeed are there. down the hill to the government center, three times around the ramp, so sketchy and loose. burp up some hams. write Nerdling on the wall. take off, Robertspeed again. up Valimm, through campus warren and stadium. pull out the poster, drop all of the tacks, hands and knees digging through the snow. find them. post it. bomb down stadium to Stoltzman. up east pleasant to the trail. trail to moreland. moreland to woodland. Fromm burning down sap and playing the banjo.
grab a ducky out of the bin. back on the bike. cruise down 66 and pass Biggie. into sibley park, up the hill. gazebo, grab a set of matches. down the hill and through the parkway. pass two riders. cruise to the pub. for the mystery stop. turn in the ducky and get a flower 702 sibley and 6th deliver the flower. off again hit river front and see Biggie, no way he could be ahead of me. fuck. double time it and deliver the flower. blast back to the bar. biggies bike. dam. second. no wait biggie screwed up and put the flyer at the polo rink, wrong end of town. rad, 1st place, 35 bucks and a bottle of Rex Goliath 47 pound rooster Cabernet Sauvignon. Biggie gets a letter from Todd...sorry for your loss. 23bucks spent of beer for the boys, shot the shit, killer good afternoon.
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