Just crashed into a Lamborghini!

Come down to HH one saturday morning and we can sort this out on the track, where I do my riding, not my talking. Until then stop fucking whining
Fuck you Mr Mike to the C.
I sort my arguments out in the ghetto, little bike style.

If fixed wheels we're meant to be used on "the track" they'd call it a velodrome or some such nonsense. Ha velodrome, what a silly name.