slc to burbank 36 hours roundtrip

i am a machine, white line fever. i have said it before and i said it again. i can get on the road and haul ass. click off the miles and never stop. get in the groove and rip some pavement.

1800 miles
36 hours
270 bucks in gas
24 hours of house music
10 hours of napping
won $100 at 21
no cops=no tickets
met 15 cats, 3 dogs


dale knows hoes in different area codes. this gay lezbo couple in azusa the corima rep. she has 13 cats and loads of bike parts every where. so he stayed on the couch with the cat hair and i stayed in my van.

he likes deals, and goes around buying reps samples and crap. kind of like me but on a bigger scale.

we loaded the van, then went to the encino velodrome and swapped it up for a few hours. got the in-n-out burger double double with cheese then proceeded to drive in traffic for an hour on 1-10 and i-15.
that town sucks.

dropped him off in vegas for interbike at 9pm then got locked up in a another cluster fuck of cars on the strip forever.

that town sucks worse.

floored it for 5 hrs straight and got back at 4am.

thats how i roll