Sup Guy/Girl reading this,

Waking up happily at 10:02 am i put on some skinnies, rotten vans shoes, and a shirt.
The only things to take on this amazing voyage are the house keys, eye drops, and juke-box with earphones.
As I walk in slow-mo to the backyard I feel my arm get goosebumps rapidly from the excitement of seeing my glorious bike! Leaving with hard nipples, pedaling calmingly to P-Rod park. I sense the wind punching me with nice relaxing summer air, listening to angry beats that sooth the mind wishing I could be stuck in this happyness.
Arriving I notice the best people I will ever meet! We sweat our hearts through blood and pain from having real fun massacring the streets day and night. That is the memory i live every single day. Hopefully none of you great riders forget your roots.

Summer 09'