pre race game faces
Uncle Newbold takes the first shift, popping a textbook wheelie, for the ladies obviously
I took travis' sloppy seconds(whilst in second place, coincidentally) aboard my own noble steed.
Sir Ian was our third, and here he is shown roosting the desert to pieces
and mr. joe nathan william beans and cornbread wallace was there for the pit support
the race didn't go our way in the end, but the beer tasted glorious nonetheless. a thanks to wallace for the nutsack-splash-free refueling, my teammates for kicking ass, and my papa for the excellent documentation