though the title of this entry would make a sweet name for a local garage band...or just another family reunion theme...alas...it is neither. so i took the weekend to venture out for the first time and show my stuff around my neighborhood, the dutch ghetto, as it's known. despite my enthusiasm, passion and determination to roll with confidence, it took only a mere 27 minute inability to start the BAT-mobile before i threw in the towl a dejected and listless fool with sweat dripping everywhere and a trio of blisters on my throttle hand. i rolled her back into the garage and with shaky hands and sticky arms and legs laid on the driveway considering my next move... AND hoping none of the neighbors were watching...
more to come...
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