I saw Bob Crane today. I've know him for about three years now, always sitting in the same spot. Sometimes the water is high, and sometime low, like today, he stands on mud. but always the same spot.
I tailored rides around this corner path, looking to see him. "Hey Bob!".
This is some interesting music, sorta based off of country, distortion and the power of repeating riffing, I'm into it but not quite yet sure how deep.
Its taking all of my powers to limit my riding, and to follow my "plan", pray for me fellow sinners. cheers, d.
oh yeah The Cyclocross RaceR Presents: Oakley Hall.
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