when the countdown reaches zero.My man Leonard stopped at this heavily fortified privy in France for a flip-off photo last fall. At least I think that's why he stopped—I don't know what he had for breakfast.
While we're on the subject of thoughts that could cost you some sleep, I'm going to crew for Leonard as he solos the Fireweed 400 in about three weeks. Team Muschi Schmerzen is taking the year off after two campaigns in the 200 relay event, so I decided to get a front-row seat and watch what the real maniacs endure.
It should make every ride I do this year seem like a Sunday cruise. Who knows? Maybe I'll get flipped off a few times when Leonard gets irritable in the wee hours of what could be a 28- to 30-hour effort. Not that I'll still have the fine motor skills to operate a camera ...
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Have you considered the mental trauma that you are going to put yourself through following behind Leonard for that long? I envision nightmares and therapy in your future...........
I insisted that he put me on his health insurance as a "life partner" so that he'll be picking up the tab for what is sure to be extensive therapy! I'm a glutton for punishment.
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