Tonight was my first 4s race and my final Opus excursion. Brian "Cupcake Big Party California" Dump-Can, The Brain, and Butters and I went out there. We killed Butters on the way out, got him there five minutes before the start, and he got destroyed. He loved it. This kid is gonna make it.
Caleb, Cupcake, and I raced 4s. We made it fast from the gun, and strung out the pack on the flat headwindy back section. After the first preem we knew we couldn't outsprint some of the guys, so we made the race suck for them. Just about every lap we attacked on the hill, regardless of a preem. It almost stuck twice, and I did get to ride a lap on my own, but they pulled us in. We didn't win, but man did we make the others work for it.
Some kids didn't seem so happy about it afterward. Billy gave me a high-five on our tactics today. Then I got a hug, since I'm moving.
It's been nice racing in Minnesota these past few years. I was born and raised in Madison, but I'm a Minneapolis cyclist all the way. Fuck yeah!
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