Patrick and I , after visiting Punk in the Park in southern California, rode at Irish Hills. If that sounds familiar, it’s because this is the place where I tumbled off my bike and split my knee open ten months earlier.
Continue readingPatrick and I , after visiting Punk in the Park in southern California, rode at Irish Hills. If that sounds familiar, it’s because this is the place where I tumbled off my bike and split my knee open ten months earlier.
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