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MAYbe Next Month
WED, 31 MAY 2006
I've have a ton of stuff on my mind that I want to share but I'm also in the middle of a couple projects so I've been putting time into them instead of blogging. I should be wrapping most of them up by the end of this week or early next, so hopefully I'll be back on track in June. See you next month.

-adm
You say it like aay dee em.

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Giant Pink Elephants
MON, 22 MAY 2006
I went out and did the San Clemente Challenge Circuit Race on Sunday, finishing in 12th place thanks to a great effort by teammate Chris DeMarchi to lead Jared Shimazu and me out. Jared put in a great sprint, passed only by Rahsaan Bahati, while I put in a less-than-great sprint and got passed by Bahati and two others.

So, the bad news is we missed a break of 7 but the good news is we made lemonade out of that lemon and put a train together into the last corner and did well coming to the finish. For myself, individually, the good news is this is the sixth race in a row I finished in the money, and despite exceptional conditions to be explained in a moment, I felt pretty darn good, especially making my way up the climb. If Phil Ligget were there, he would have said I "floated on top of the pedals."

The title of today's blog refers to my exceptional condition for the race, brought upon myself in celebration of my brother's wedding the day before (congratulations, Richard and Gloria!). After a nice ceremony, we (the wedding party) got into the limo and enjoyed tasty adult beverages. We continued to enjoy food, company, dancing, and tasty adult beverages at the reception, all the way into the night. Knowing I had committed to doing both the 30+ and the Pro/1/2 race at San Clemente, I played the role of party pooper and retired to my room around midnight. Needing to wake up at 8 the next morning didn't seem like such a task when I planned it, but I failed to factor in recovery time. Still, I was up at 8 AM and Jule and I were on time to get back to the house from the hotel so I could get my car, bike, and be out the door in time for the 30+ race. However, it was during that drive home I realized I was in no shape to be racing, definitely not the 30+ race, and maybe not the Pro/1/2. When we got home, I dropped into bed and caught three more hours of slumber recovery.

The extra sleep did a world of good and I felt better, but not exactly confident, heading to San Clemente. With a glazed look, I met my teammates and explained my situation. Luckily, my body responded well when the race started and I was able to put in a good performance that might have been even better except for the pink elephants in the middle of the road.

-adm
Jobu Needs a Refill

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Giant Orange Balls
TUE, 16 MAY 2006
Union 76 Ball SignSouthern California is home of the automobile. We live and die by the car and freeway... and smog. It's no surprise then, even in a time of $3+ -a-gallon gas, that we cherish an icon of the gasoline station, the Union 76 giant orange ball sign.

Last Sunday's L.A. Times had an article about the signs being replaced and a movement started to keep them (L.A. Times article is here). I also found a similar article from February from BBC News (BBC News article is here).

I'm not about to join a downtown march to save the giant orange balls, but I remember thinking several times before that it was sad to see some of the local stations lose their balls (go ahead, chuckle here). SaveThe76Ball.com has some ideas about how we can work to preserve the remaining balls.

-adm
Save the Giant Orange Balls

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Ontario Mid-Season Criterium Recap
TUE, 16 MAY 2006
There was no local racing on Saturday for the first time in what felt like forever. What a relief. I opted to roll out with Velo Allegro and then head south to Newport Coast. I put out an e-mail to try and get several guys to go but it ended up being me, Brad, and Neil Browne, Editorial Director of ROAD Magazine. We took a nice pace down PCH, then went up Newport Coast and then back down to Juice Stop in Corona Del Mar for some coffee and relaxation. We finally got going again, keeping a brisk but manageable pace back up PCH.

Neil opted to roll up the San Gabriel River trail with me to get in some extra time, but just a mile or so up the trail at the next street, our path was blocked by yellow tape and a police cruiser. The officer in the car said we couldn't continue up the trail because a body had been found floating in the river (see the brief Press-Telegram article here). Neil decided to call it a day, figuring that's as good a sign as any, while I turned up onto the street and headed east and then north, eventually getting on the trail again where it was Coyote Creek and getting home. It was a nice 70 mile day.

Sunday was racing at Ontario. Instead of the usual 4-corner Grand Prix course, we got to ride the abbreviated four-corner course. I had decided earlier in the week that I'd race two races, the 30+ and the Pro/1/2/3. Chris and Steve joined me for the 30+, as did Lance Coburn, who's going to be joining our team from Allegiant Air.

Ontario was hot. It had been warming up here in SoCal the past few weeks but Ontario was already putting on its summer grilling. They should outlaw Ontario racing between May and September. On the start/finish stretch, about half way between the last turn and the line and towards the inside, there was a 2 foot round hole that had been filled with gravel and tar. It ended up turning into a mushy tar pit that wasn't really dangerous, just icky. I was lead through it a few times and it had the consistency of quick sand. Worse, when riders went flying through it, their tires would throw off tar streams. I found tar on my bike and on my legs.

45 minutes of racing: I don't recall the details, but Steve and Lance ended up the road in a group of five. Chris and I were at the front trying to control the pace of the rest of the field. The break was always within sight and a few times within jumping-across distance, but Chris and I weren't going to take the chance to drag the rest of the field up and no one else did either. The race paid six deep so there was one money spot left to the winner of the field sprint. At one lap to go, Chris did a great job of leading it out from the back stretch. I came around him near the line for 6th, he was right next to me for 7th. Lance ended up 3rd and Steve 5th.

Jared, Nate, and Frank joined us for the Pro/1/2/3, 90 minute race. From the gun, Nate was off on a flyer but he was brought back within a few laps. It was early in the race that a group of about 16 riders, including me and Chris, got off the front. Because of the large numbers, the group wasn't working well but that problem eventually got solved as we kept attacking and driving the pace, eventually working the break down to six. In between that time, Rigo Meza (Coates Cyclery) attacked and Brandon Gritters (Hi-Tech) went with him. Those two flew up the road and were never seen again, though I heard they lapped the field and were trying to lap them again. My break of six worked much better together but all the day's racing and the effort was taking its toll on me. I had also contributed a lot in the early stages of the break to make sure it would stick, as did our teammates behind who effectively set up the block. Chris picked up the slack of our smaller group and I was taking liberty to sit in extra rotations, just trying to hang on and not become a burden. Still, I had to take some pulls and gave what I could, especially since we didn't close in on lapping the field but instead were floating somewhere about half a lap ahead. I was immensely relieved to hear five laps to go and even more relieved when we hit two to go and saw we had enough gap to keep away even if we slowed to start jostling for position. On the back stretch of one to go, Chris attacked with all his might but couldn't shake Greg Medinilla (DARE) and the rest of the guys. I was the fourth rider into turn four, got up to sprint, and nearly had my legs lock up. Chris was blown, too, so everyone from our break passed him and me and we finished 7th (him) and 8th (me). Ironically, our finishing places were the same as our bib numbers. Rigo won, Brandon was 2nd, Aaron Quesnell (SDBC) took our break sprint for 3rd, Medinilla 4th, Peter Andersen (Hi-Tech) 5th, and Josh Goodwin (Successfull Living) 6th.

-adm
Send In Your Mailbag Questions

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MIA Race Photos
MON, 15 MAY 2006
Mailbag Q&A

A faithful reader asks, "So Tony, why don't I ever see you in photos from your races? Are you sure you're not just making this stuff up?"

Dear Faithful Reader,

As tempting and as easy as it would be to sit at home in the recliner with a beer in hand, single-handedly peck-typing made-up race stories on the laptop, I actually do go out and train and race. I know this is hard to believe given the lack of photographic evidence, but unlike Big Foot, the Loch Ness Monster, or aliens of Area 51, I not only exist (in races), I have been seen in them. See my cycling photos.

Still, you must want to know why there are so few photos, so here goes:

1. The biggest reason I'm rarely seen in racing photos is because I'm hiding. No, I'm not afraid of the camera, I'm afraid of the wind. Like a stray feather, my small, unadequately powered body is at the mercy of the wind. It kills me to pedal into it. Heck, it kills me to think of pedaling into it. So, rather than fight a losing battle, I allow the bigger and stronger guys to fight the wind ahead as I sit in behind in their drafts. I usually look for the biggest guy with the biggest caboose, making for an excellent wind shield, but sadly, an excellent photo shield, too.

2. As if wind weren't enough, the guys at the front like to go hard. The camera likes the guys at the front. Me, I prefer to sit a little further back, hiding of course, allowing the big guns to slug it out. I'll peek out and around from my wind shield to make sure I'm not missing an important move, but I know I'm neither big nor a gun, so I wait. He who waits gets less face time.

3. I am not heroic. I might run into a burning building to save a life but I'm definitely not known for taking a flyer or busting out a big attack in a race. Photographers love these guys because they're at the front or just off the front, allowing for those really pretty front-guy-in-focus, rest-of-pack-in-out-of-focus-blur photos.

And so, if you come across or snap one of those rare photos where I'm seen in a race, save it and cherish it as they are few and far between.

-adm
Send In Your Mailbag Questions

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Bicycle Bargains
WED, 10 MAY 2006
Hey, I'm cleaning out the garage of some more bike stuff. I recently added my 2004 Felt F1 frameset (frame, fork, seatpost) and a much older Diamond Back CroMoly frameset (frame, fork) to my FOR SALE stuff. There's also some other, varying bike parts for sale and miscellaneous stuff we figure someone out there will want, if not for nothing else than to help us reclaim some living space. :)

Check it all out in the FOR SALE section »

-adm
One man's junk is his wife telling him it's so.

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Barrio Logan, San Luis Rey
MON, 08 MAY 2006
Saturday was the Barrio Logan Grand Prix, a figure-eight criterium and this year's Elite State Championships race. It's just a few blocks from downton San Diego and PetCo Park. Last year was my first year racing it and I enjoyed it a bunch. It's a fast, technical course that requires a lot of concentraion to safely make it around the turns and over the bumpy, cracked pavement. I remembered suffering in the middle of the pack last year, fighting for spots and trying to move up. This year, I got a place at the line to start and rarely drifted further than 15 back the entire race.

Early in the race I was in a five man break with my teammate Nate, Kyle Gritters (HealthNet, the eventual race winner), and former race winner Gregg Medinilla (Dare). It sure seemed like the right group, but the break was short lived and I settled back in toward the front of the pack. Soon after, attacks were launched again and Nate rolled off with a group of eight, again including Gritters. The rest of our team began to block and it wasn't long before the break was well gone. We started to see them on the other side as we hit the center of the figure eight course and knew it was set.

About half way through there was a crash at the front of the pack on the far corner before the uphill. A group of seven riders that included teammate Gil quickly slid away. Unfortunately, the group had Thurlow Rogers (Sonance/Specialized) and Karl "The Viking" Bordine (Labor Power), and they attacked. Gil and a couple other riders came back.

The first break eventually lapped us and we started to shuffle to get into position to keep Nate safe and to try and lead him out for the finish. On the last lap, Chris and I worked to the front but lost Nate. Coming around the 3rd to last corner, I jumped on the inside up the hill to make up for some spots I gave up a few corners earlier. I rounded the second to last corner in 7th position and the same for the last corner, then sprinted. I was 5th to the line and 15th overall. Kyle Gritters won the sprint and the race, beating out DeMarchi, who was 2nd in the sprint and 12th overall. The first break, the one that lapped us, had 6 riders and the second break, ahead but not able to lap us, had 5. Nate rolled in safely behind only Kyle and Chris McDonald (SDBC) from the lead break, to earn 3rd overall.

Sunday was the Mark Reynolds San Luis Rey Road Cycling Classic. Two years ago, this race was brutal because of the scorching heat. On its own, the course is challenging, with a short, steep climb to start, leading through the feed zone, a long stretch of rollers into the wind, and then a long, steady climb back towards the start/finish. This year, the weather was warm but not hot.

Chris and I had decided last weekend, after getting beat up at Devil's Punchbowl in the Pro/1/2 road race, that we would do San Luis Rey in the 30+ Open category. Nate, not yet 30, did the Pro/1/2 and Steve opted to join Nate instead of taking the easier race. When Chris and I got to the line to start, our field was only 15 riders, but it included Karl Bordine, Mark Scott (Helens), and Brian Keate (Taylor Made, previous race winner). It was small but it sure didn't seem like it would be the kind of easy race we were hoping for.

We rolled out, up the climb past the feed zone, and then down the long descent to the rollers into the wind. Chris and I ended up off the front with Ron Peterson (Helens). We built a lead of almost 1 minute up the long climb and through the start/finish. The effort took its toll on me and I fell off of our three-man group heading up the feed zone climb the second time. Chris and Ron eased up, allowing me to catch up on the downhill. We continued to rotate through but were caught by a chase-group of four riders before we hit the long climb.

It was me, Chris, Ron, and now Karl, Mark, Brian, and Sean Bartilet (Velocity). I caught my breath and got my legs back by sitting in and doing sparing work up and through the third lap. We stayed together until we started the fourth lap up and over the feed zone. Karl attacked and Ron went with him. The rest of us were unable to match the jump and we saw them ride away. Brian got gapped and the remaining four of us grew the gap on the downhill and through the rolling flats. Mark, with his teammate up the road, sat in, happy to let us try and chase his teammate while saving his own legs.

We never came close to bringing Karl and Ron back but we kept our pace up since the race paid six deep and we'd all be in the money if we could stay ahead of Brian. On the rollers on the last lap (5 of 5, 58 miles), the other three allowed me to roll off the front by about 50 meters. Chris told me later that he wasn't going to work and would let me ride off, so Mark and Chris agreed to jump to try and drop Sean. Mark and Chris blew past me and I tried to jump on, but Chris waved me off. I understood and sat back down, allowing Sean to pass me. I then sat on Sean, forcing him to do the effort to try and catch on.

Sean rode hard but without my help, we weren't catching Mark and Chris. However, I feared that we might get caught by Brian because of our slowing pace, and sure enough, just as we approached the turn for the final climb, Brian came up and on. I knew he was resilient but I was surprised nonetheless.

Brian attacked twice up the climb and I matched his efforts both times. I sensed he was at his limits using so much energy riding solo and then bridging Sean and me. So, when Sean made an attack and went up the road, I chose to sit on Brian until the gap was just long enough that he would struggle but just short enough that I could bridge it. I went hard and closed the gap quickly and was able to shake Brian. At the same time, we could see Chris and Mark up the road and we were moving up on them.

I again sat on Sean, forcing him to set the pace. I didn't want to help close the gap on Chris and Mark but I contemplated jumping across on my own to better our odds. I decided against it, not sure if I could shake Sean. We closed in on the start/finish and I sat on Sean until about 150 meters and then jumped around him to sprint in for 5th.

It turned out that Chris came in behind Mark for 4th. Karl won the race over Ron. Chris and I were happy to have raced tactically sound and relieved to have only done 5 laps instead of 7, 81 miles for the Pro/1/2.

-adm
The Phoenix Suns Make Me Sad

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I'll Find Another Psychologist
MON, 08 MAY 2006
I get some strange calls to my office line every now and then. For a while, there was some woman calling from what I think was a nursing home. She kept asking for me to bring her food or to help her get changed. I told her she had the wrong number and tried to get enough information from her to find out where she was at so I could try to contact the staff and notify them. There was no caller ID. Unfortunately, she was so gone I could never find out where she was to help.

This leads me to a message I had a couple of weeks ago. Here's the transcript and below is the audio.

Okay, so this message is both funny and disturbing.

-adm
Paging Dr. Morrow, Dr. Anthony Morrow

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Lakers Lose, ADM at Hughes
THU, 04 MAY 2006
I went out to the Hughes Park training ride and probably went too hard considering the races (Barrio Logan Grand Prix and San Luis Rey Road Race) coming up this weekend. I also managed to not go hard enough as Rigo Meza attacked on the back stretch of the last lap. I held onto his wheel as he kept turning toward the finish. On the last corner, he was still going like a wind-up doll and I fell apart. I pulled off to the right and just about everybody came around me to the finish. My legs were toast and I was heaving for breath. Rigo didn't win it but his teammate, Edgar Yepez, did.

I got home to find the Lakers down by three at the half. The score was close but the Lakers kept shooting themselves in the feet by giving up turnover after turnover. The Suns capitalized most of the time. Near the end, the Lakers pulled ahead by three and then came apart when the game should have been won. They only had to defend against a three-point play but instead gave up two three-point attempts, the first by Nash, which he surprisingly missed, and the second to Tim Thomas, who did not miss. With around six seconds left to play, the Lakers had the ball and Kobe threw up the potential game winning shot at the buzzer but it missed and the game went to OT.

I yelled at the TV. I screamed for a good offensive set-up and lane penetration. I pleaded for defense of any effective kind. All I got was to see five more minutes of sub-par Lakers basketball as the Suns tore them apart, sans Raja Bell. Now the series is knotted at 3-3 and the final game is in Phoenix on Saturday.

I would have never guessed it would be the Lakers, and not the Clippers, struggling to hold their end of the deal for the first-ever hallway series.

-adm
Game 7: Do or die!

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Ducks, Angels, Clippers, Dodgers, Lakers
WED, 03 MAY 2006
L.A. is a sports town! Hey NFL: We can live without you...

If there's a positive to come from the Kings' season collapse and failure to make the playoffs, it's that our playoff tickets payment will be returned to us.

Last week, we used some of that money to catch the Mighty Ducks in action at the Arrowhead Pond in game 4 of their Western Conference Quarterfinals matchup against the Calgary Flames. It turned out to be a really good game, decided in early overtime by a Sean O'Donnell (former King) goal. We were happy and the place was rocking, but we also noticed how different the atmosphere is at the Pond versus Staples Center. We also noticed that we felt differently about winning. We were glad to see a good game and happy that the Ducks won, but it didn't feel as gratifying as when the Kings win. Maybe it's because their wins are fewer and further between?

In any case, we think we should go to more Ducks games because as it stands we have a great playoff record with them of 4-0 (we were at all three Stanley Cup Final home games in 2003).

Los Angeles Dodgers and Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim Ticket StubsMoving right along, we caught our first baseball game of the season at Angels Stadium on Saturday. The Angels went up against defending World Series Champions, the Chicago White Sox. We had great seats right behind the visitor's dugout thanks to Jule's friend Pat. We were in excellent position to heckle Ozzie Guillen, beg for balls from the players between innings (didn't get one :( ), and see A.J. Pierzynski get nailed in the leg/foot by an Escobar pitch. This time, he got first base legitimately. Alas, the game didn't go our way and the Angels ended up losing 2-1, the winning run a smashing homer by Jim Thome. Still, we had fun and it was at least an entertaining game, especially when the Angels picked up a run (but not a needed second) in the bottom on the 6th.

Clippers: First playoff series win in 30 years! Glad to finally see it. I'm a Laker fan but I'm also a home team fan, so if the Clip's end up facing the Lakers, I'll be hoping for a full 7-game series/battle.

Dodgers: Two baseball games in a week! I went to see the Dodgers take on the San Diego Padres tonight. I went with my brother and his friend while Jule stayed home to see the Ducks shutout the Flames 3-0 to clinch the series. The Dodgers scored first with a run in the 3rd and San Diego countered with one run in the 5th. In the 7th, San Diego put up 3 more but Olmedo Saenz smacked a 2 on 2 out homer to get the Dodgers right back in it. It all came apart, though, in the 8th as the Padres hit back-to-back homers and knocked in a few more runs to make it 9-4. By that time we were up and walking to the car and by the time we turned on the radio for the drive home, the Dodgers had given up two more in the 9th. They eventually let the game go at 11-5.

My baseball karma isn't here yet.

Finally, the Lakers got beat up against the Suns on Tuesday but I'm expecting them to come out tomorrow to finish Phoenix off. Then we get to see the first-ever hallway series as the Lakers take on the Clippers (or the Clippers take on the Lakers) at Staples Center.

-adm
L.A. = Lots of Action

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Devil's Punchbowl Road Race, Chuck Pontius Crit
MON, 01 MAY 2006
I added "Devil's Punchbowl" to the headline for today, but considering I only did 2 of 5 laps on Saturday, it seems like false advertising. I was there and I even managed to do a lap with the group, but I fell off nearing the top of the long climb on lap 2 and that's pretty much where it ended.

DeMarchi, who had pushed the pace up to that point, had also dropped off with me, so we rode with a scraggly group of 6-8 guys. Chris and I rotated through, pushing the pace on the downhill and then on the rollers. We came within 0:10 of the field but without anyone else putting in good efforts, we failed to latch on.

I had told Chris earlier we should probably do another lap to get in a good ride for the day but he countered that we should kill it at 2 and save our legs for the crit the next day. That's all the convincing it took for me, so we crossed the start finish line, rolled to the top of the short hill, then called it a day.

We agreed we probably could have made the second lap of climbs with the group but the effort would have been intense and the outcome eventually the same; us off the back. We chose to end the suffering early and didn't feel too bad about it. Our only other teammate in the race, Steve, on the other hand, enjoys the suffering more than us. He made it up and over with the group on lap 2 and was with a trailing group just 20 seconds behind on lap 3. However, by lap 4 Steve was solo but insisted on going the distance and did (which paid off as a 15th place finish).

At the other end of the race, it was Thurlow Rogers and Rigo Meza off the front going by to start lap 3. They grew their lead to about 2 minutes when we watched them fly by into lap 4 and about 3 minutes for the last lap. Coming up the climb to the finish, Thurlow and Rigo were together. I had said if Rigo could hold on, he would win. Sure enough, at 300 meters out, Rigo jumped and put on the jets. Thurlow, a strong guy but not exactly known for his sprints, tried to get on and counter but wasn't able to make the charge. Animals. Several minutes later, a group of three riders came up, led by Chris Walker, and eventually, the rest of the 25 finishers.

I enjoyed watching the racing action from the comfort of a folding chair parked under a canopy 50 meters from the start/finish. Gary Wall was kind enough to drive Ken, Anne, and me to the race. His truck makes for a good nappy-time place and he planned well by bringing the canopy, because instead of being cold like the last two years, Pearblossom was only cool in the morning and got hot (mid-80s) by the afternoon.

Sunday: Chuck Pontius Memorial Criterium. Last year I managed a 9th place in this race after dodging the flying body and bike of Kayle Leo Grande. This year, it was Kayle who got 9th and no scratches, while I rode in at 15th.

We had a full squad of 8 guys in the race. From the gun, Nate went up the road with one other rider. The rest of us blocked and patrolled the front, allowing Nate time to pick up a prime. We were hoping a few strong riders would up and join him, but instead, Nate and his break-mate slowed and were swallowed up after about 5 laps. The attacks started and a group of four made it up the road, followed by a larger group of about 12. We had two there, Nate and Rob, and were comfortable with the situation, so we again hit the front to control the field. The group of four eventually lapped the field, led by "Chepe" Jose Manuel Garcia. We expected to see Nate/Rob's group come up from behind next, but instead, we were surprised to see them up the road and deteriorating fast. It turns out Thurlow Rogers, unfazed from his effort the day before, had attacked the break along with Rahsaan Bahati. The rest of the break fell apart as a result.

At about 1/3 of the race left, there was four riders a lap up and three more up the road. There were attacks but nothing got away. I even tried attacking when the break came back, but it was a very short attack since no one went with me. At three to go, we started arranging ourselves for the finish. I was on Steve's wheel at two to go but I came off when he went straight to the front a little to early. On the final lap, I nearly crashed myself out on turn 2, taking an inside lane but catching the lip of the cement gutter/asphalt transition. My rear wheel skipped out about a foot and I came out of my right pedal. Just before then, I was lining up nicely to be in 4th or 5th position into the last two turns. But I took a hit of about 5 positions as I gathered myself and shoved my foot back into the pedal. Coming up to turn three, the speed was blazing and I had the legs to keep moving but nearly ran right into the back of an Amgen rider who decided to end his race early. I had to dodge him into turn three, losing some momentum, but worst of all, a good draft. Still, I kept going into turn four and was something like 10th in the sprint. DeMarchi was 3rd in the sprint and Nate was able to get one ahead of me at the line.

We ended up with 5 guys in the top 20: Chris 10th, Nate 14th, me 15th, Gil 17th, and Jared 19th. The race paid 20 deep so we earned enough cash to get burgers and fries at In-N-Out afterward. We thought we had done okay in the race and definitely can tell the difference having everyone there makes. The situation with the break collapsing was unfortunate but we played it the best we could.

-adm
Devil's Punchbowl = No Fun at Any Speed

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