the regular tuesday night mwc ride was transformed into a beermuda triangle in costumes. dolly showed up... and a circa '93 poser calling himself dweebo dang dang. check out those vintage swobo shorts.
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'never again during the remainder of his journey to San Francisco would he equal or surpass this day's eighty-eight-mile effort. furthermore, never again on the trip would he encounter roads as fine as those he met in the Cornhusker state. riding through Wyoming and every state or territory thereafter, Nellis would long for the "excellent paths" of Nebraska.' - An American Cycling Odyssey, 1887
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who is Dolly, I can't figure it out???
it's easy to figure out. dolly rides an olive green ibis.
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