Pucker up, baby

Darkness. Ice. Dave's new "FB4L"* tattoo. Carlos-built singletrack. Maybe even moguls.

Yeah, that's right. It's time for night racin' at the Goose, boys and girls. The Frigid Bits is morphing into The Slippery Stud Pucker and boldly going where we've never gone before. It's time to charge the batteries and fire up the lights for some laps around the lake.

C'mon, you know you want it. Saturday night. Race time 7 p.m. Show up and kick my ass. It ain't hard.

Time's a wastin', because all this snow and ice will be turning to slushy goo in a few weeks. Get in on one of these suckers while you still can. You can spend the summer telling your trail-riding partners what wimps they were for staying inside in February.

The showcase event will be the Big Baby Smackdown. I don't care what this kid's shirt says. The Singlespeed King's bringing nearly a dozen pounds of diapered fury that will be unleashed in the ring. If Shop Baby Cadence shows up, there might even be a tag team on this kid's ass. He's goin' down, and it ain't gonna be pretty.

Come to think of it, the same thing could be said about me.



* "Frigid Bits For Life" (Donations to Dave's therapy fund will be accepted. Just give your cash to me. I'm treasurer of the fund. Really.)