The guy with an over sized sleeping pad of course rides in shorts and a mesh tank top. I make too few concessions when it comes to comfort, skin grafts and physical therapy be damned. Riding out of LA for Las Vegas is a lot of lane splitting, with a big smile and thumbs up from the guy whose gasoline cap door I closed at 85 mph. No Hangover antics in sin city. I lost a dollar in a slot machine and went to bed.
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