Jamo, me Boyo---two trips was it. Hit snow on top of the ice---only Wilwoods with 6-piston calipers can stop you faster (or maybe a sand-dune)---Jay-sus! I'm down in pain and my "friends" are also in pain---stretching their intercostals lalarfin' at ME! They wuz larfin' at me!
Johnny---no got "avatar" (I thought it was some medieval religious icon![?])
Best I can do is have you go to my gallery (click on the camera) and search up "Fred Cooks" or associated drivel. In fact after today's fookin' LOONACY, I LOOK like the beef!
The three other a**holes on skates CUMED 57 years (average age 19)--my "friends" are all 50-nothings---and they, of course, sat on the beach, draining the last vestigial drop of
antifreeze. You guys gotta try this! Salt-water ice including imbedded shards of clam sheels, frozen in place. One good "medical" last year. None this year! But the winter is young!
C'mon on down, Ronster!