We were rollin'. Ahead of everybody. Riding at a good pace.
Mike went around a truck, then Grey pulled out and whipped back in a slowed down fast.
As I went past him he yelled that he had no gears or forward momentum.
Grey getting ready to find out what is wrong.
Can you guess what happened?
Can you guess what we didn't have an extra one of?
Hint. That's not a snake by the front tire.
The chase van showed up after the entire pack had passed us.
Enjoy the ride Gray. See you at the next stop.
Yep. He had to ride in the back with two bikes and a ton of shit.
On the ferry to Ocracoke Island.