verslagen1 wrote on 08/06/15 at 08:23:18:justin_o_guy2 wrote on 08/06/15 at 07:46:25:IDIOT, bullet proof, cut offs, tennis shoes, and a tee shirt.
I never knew you were a squid.
Dude, I didn't have a clue... I was a roughneck, and rode a ten speed so hard I literally had a front tire shredded in three weeks. I rode the Kawasaki from Odessa out west to Sierra Blanca, tx, worked seven twelve hour days , off a week. I'd get bored riding and lay down on it, right arm under the chin, left hand on the gas and hit it... I'd go exploring the country, dirt, roads while the rest of the crew slept. Found some neat stuff, if you have ever felt frustrated by being held up by a herd of cattle and you were in a car, try it, out where no one would even think about looking for you, on a bike. And when you're tooling along, gawking around and suddenly you see the dirt road is turning to sand,,, hooo, brother, slide back and accelerate gently, and ride the snake.. slow down and let the front tire sink in, and,Houston, we have a problem.. I never dropped it out there.
That's the bike the snattlerake struck at me on. Took a tour of Ft. Davis going home one week. McDonald observatory is out there, fine winding road. They outlawed bicycles, because they kept going off and getting dead.
I never had a fast bike, never did wheelies, but, i was undisciplined, ignorant of technique and foolhardy, so, yeah, I was a squid.