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Monday Night
This night turned out to be one of those rides that test you as a rider. Right away heading towards downtown, Rider Down!!! A broken pinky, stitches to the chin, scratches on the face. No big deal (M, you took it like a man, glad to see your ok) From Little Tokyo, we rolled fast as fuck, Central, to Washington, Rt. on Sepulveda, up to Santa Monica. Quick stop, lost a couple riders to flats. JT., glad to see you back. After a puff puff and a drink drink. We headed towards Hollywood, picked up Roadblock, who stopped to help with a quick bike repair, and it was once again on a full speed, back into Hollywood, over into the Canyon, into the dark, mad work, rider down, the pack split up, re-group. Some stayed to help the wounded, nothing to serious, down the Pass, slow roll down Hollywood, back to Tangs, 41 miles later. Hi fives, goodbyes were said. I'll see you next week.
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