Chuck-T Takes Dirt Nap.

Last Sunday's Fontucky race was none too kind to our beloved Charles. It was raining in California last weekend (The HELL you say!) and Chuck was the first guy out of the gate that day for race runs. Within about the first sixty feet, he blasted into turn number two....and ate complete an utter s**t. That's right, turn two. Bruised hip, two bent wheels....all in turn #2. Ohhhhh I won't forget about this one for some time. did I mention turn 2? Y'know, the one you could do on your hardtail safely? With no brakes? Yeah, THAT turn 2. I may have to get Vegas Bob out to the 959 and help Tabasco with his descending skills....:)