Week before 24-9

Buzzin through on the x-cal-limbs are down and now I have another broken helmet. Scary ass feeling to see your glasses fill with blood and none of your friends want to look either.
The usual smack; and pop goes the helmet. But this time I was screaming I'm bleeding and blood was pouring down my face. I love helmets. No damage to my eye thankfully. That's 6 more stitches and I think I've broken the 200 stitch mark.
Fast track at Palos Hospital had me fixed up in just over an hour. Being a repeat customer I didn't have to fill out any paperwork. Then off to Pepe's for a pitcher of Margaritas.



Thanks Canal Trail. Your dead limbs are going down be-och.