...like anybody I find I’m drawn to things that sometimes seem all wrong.
Dominique Fraissard
Dominique Fraissard
I guess I'm sick of pushing, especially when there's a chance I could still be pedaling.... Winter, some 900 days ago, white, new rubber, fancy... with spikes... Into the forest! no can do, to thin, cutting into the cold crust... Head down and a fast retreat, wasn't even enough to reach the tree line. We'll meet again.
