So Tuesday I had lots of free time and decided to make the 6+ hour round trip up to Trailhouse in Northern Indiana and pick up our new team bikes. I stopped by my parents house to borrow one of their cars so I could fit the 6 bikes, 6 shoe boxes, and 6 helmet boxes. The best part about the car I borrowed wasn't the fact that it has enough room to fit all this stuff, it's the fact that it has satellite radio. Those of you who know satellite radio may be familiar with a little thing called "Area 33." For those of you on the outside, Area 33 is the all Techno/ Dance station on Sirius. I was super excited to get this bikes so I took off for the solo drive full of zest and excitement. I had a 1 person rave pretty much the whole up and about half way back, then tragedy struck. With about an hour left in the trip... I cracked. My brain was fried, my arms were tired, and I could no longer bob my head. I turned off the techno. I was disappointed in myself for not taking full advantage of my unlimited access to streaming club tunes. Everyone has had those days when you don't bring your "A" game, for me that day was Tuesday. I can only hope that the next time I get the chance to tackle 6+ hours of techno I'll be ready.
The finished product
5 comments:
Wow that thing looks sick! I'm kinda disappointed that you guys don't have 15 inches of snow like we do...
Yeah, no 15inches of snow, we've just been having tornados like everyday, and crazy flooding.
that is a sick ass setup. congratulations on those hot young whips.
For reals: Sick. You have the white sex nailed to the bejesus on that thing. Nice work, grasshoppah. 8 out of 10. You need some (ahem better) wheel bling going on. And of course some Dugast 23 sew ups.
Yeah, those wheels are only temporary, I'm waiting on some Reynolds Kom's and Reynolds Assault Carbon clinchers for all these midwest crits. I'm glad you're feelin' the build though!
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