The night time, wow ee ayyy, is the right time, wow ee ayyy....





"If the walls could talk...."
Night time bicycle ride tonight out around Big Woods Lake and back. It was good.
Peace out, yo!
posted by bluecolnago at 9:34 PM
What the hell do you expect me to do, die of old age? ~Robert Duval in Secondhand Lions
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2 Comments:
and an Urban night ride at that
Nice links..
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