Monday, August 16, 2010

Whooped out racing!

Why is there never a bike around when you need one.
Mick does his best but imagine how much sicker he would be living with some real handlebars. Found this sweet hidin shred spot with in a stones throw of I-70. must bring bikes. shred hard, kill the trees, live large, bust big. ... oh and pop wheelies every day!

No comments: