Two beautiful bikes... oh yeah, and my riding buddy and one of my best friends.
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- Tim Jackson
- San Diego, California, United States
- Devoted father. Lifelong recovering bicycle addict. A tool of corporate oppression- well, Marketing/PR anyway.
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