Letters to the Editor
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Thine Over-Plastered Cities Gleam!
Okay, my fiends, I'm gonna put it to ya straight: It's a dry day, the Sun is shining, the SuperHawk is running great, and I look great in my leathers. You think I'm gonna hang around here? Feh on that, folks. I'm bound away, so far away, across the wide Putrid Sound.
I've heard some laughable rumors about guys who think they look better, and have faster bikes, than Mooser! That must not stand! It will not stand! I can't stand it! And if I can still stand by 8:30am, I'm takin the boat to Settle! (From Bummertown)
I leave you with the maxim (no, not the Yamaha of that name) which has guided me through all the shoals and shallows of the modern American Landscape:
Leave No Turn Unstoned!
God Bless you all, and I hope to see you later, if that's all right.