home less vagrant park road racing
nothin like 100 degree temps at 3pm in the big city. watching roadies do 1 min laps with all right corners
its so fun i dont know what else to say.
so why did i go?
i was tired and bored
i wanted to see a wreck
i was hoping to see some chicks on dh bikes at the state crit.
maybe i would see some home less drug dealers napping on the grass.
since its only 8 blocks from my house i thought i would cruise over and chill for a few hours.
ok, thats harsh, they are not drug dealers but whats up with 100 hobos sleeping at the park with some begging for money from the spectators and loading up on free whos your daddy drinks
ya good times.
me and butta got to sit and heckle a bunch of bikers riding around in circles. thats a good time.
chicks on dh bikes at the crit, word up.
team rico in the hizzy
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Man I couldn't have said it better regarding the squatters at the park (have nots) and then the racers (have's) getting all of the freebee's... let alone all of the chopper coppers keeping justice.
One reason even oblivious me noticed was this weird continuous occurance right in front of me, Skarpohl and Chesrow as we were watching the 1-2's. This dude who wasn't all there was walking counter clockwise in a oval around a tree in front of us then pulled a u-eee again going in front of us with each path. Here is the odd thing, his timing was perfect always in front of us just as the front group passed blocking our view, this happened for at least 8 laps before a cop disrupted his timing. It was like precise inner watch workings over taking each other at the same time, but with a street dude and the racers on the street, Do I need to get my tarrot read man?!?
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